Currently I'm working on a slightly different project and short story. I have an outline for where I want Colfax and Dead to go. The next book will introduce more supernatural elements but it will still be somewhat minimal. As much as I enjoy reading Urban Fantasy where the character encounter tons of magic, part of me thinks there would be no way that world could stay hidden from the normal world. It will probably be June when I'll start working on it. Hopefully finish around Aug/Sept. A month for beta readers and editing. So as much as I want to tell more of the story it will be near Nov/Dec I think before it will be out. If you want to read it sooner, I'm usually looking for Beta readers. Just email me with the subject line Beta to email@example.com. If you want something now, I highly recommend Dresden Files, Grave Report, or Felix Castor series.
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Finally? I hope so, the first volume of Colfax and Dead is complete. The three novella's work together and provide what I feel is a good story. Now after releasing the first novella to the world a year and half ago, I am adding the other two. Since some people bought the first novella and took a chance on me, I decided I'd repay them by updating the file so now they have the whole book where previously they just had the first part. To everyone who took a chance and tried part 1, thank you and I hope you enjoy the rest of the story. To everyone, there is more story to tell, stay tuned. Hopefully Amazon will update the page count, https://www.amazon.com/dp/B073NYZGP7
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Did some revisions, I probably need to do more, here is the first 5 chapters if anyone wants to read them. Honestly if you would like the whole thing let me know and I'll send it. Chapter 1 Saturday, Oct 21 st 2017 10:48pm I walked with a purpose down Colfax. The occasional smell of exhaust, urine, sweat, and spilled beer used to fill my nose, now I smell nothing. Moving quickly through the little spotlights created by cars and lights on the buildings I ignored those I passed. A scantily clad lady stepped in my way and asked me for a cigarette. “It’s cold, how about we go to my place and warm up.” She said, wearing desperation like it was a cheap dress. I left my cigarettes at home, so I just shook my head and kept walking. I knew the ladies on this street. The ones who looked scared or desperate were the real deal, the ones who looked like they were fresh from college, were they were usually Vice. Picking up my pace, I told myself I should have left soone