It’s Friday! Here’s the scoop on #CleanWIP Relaxed Fridays.
There’s no #CleanWIP theme on Fridays, but we still publish a fun collaboration. Use the hashtag to share relevant news, interesting teases from a WIP or published work (purchase links encouraged on Fridays), or something else our readers might love. [https://t.co/iCuPzhtLNK] pic.twitter.com/3O4OgdFThN— CleanWIP Magazine (@cleanwip) April 17, 2020
#FridayReads #FridayFreebie— Katy Huth Jones (@KatyHuthJones) April 17, 2020
He, Kieran MacLachlan, still lived, and he had promises to keep. If that meant he had to remain here in order to keep them, then so be it.
He patted Dunny’s neck, and the great horse snorted.#CleanIndieReadshttps://t.co/kdPQodTple pic.twitter.com/mLDI7cjSJL
~ Patricia Snelling ~
The drive through the countryside invigorated her as she inhaled the sweet smell of freshly cut hay through her open window. Arriving in Martha’s driveway, she swerved to avoid squashing her pink, miniature Kunekune pig, Hibiscus who was like a child to her.
“Ah, I’m glad to see you two,” he said in way of greeting. “I’d like to give these boys a lesson this morning in the great-sword. Are you up for it?”— M. B. Aznoe (@mbaznoe) April 17, 2020
Khomar and Kintrye looked at each other and grinned. When were they not? #cleanwip #kindleunlimitedhttps://t.co/ndleUttQGR