Hey folks! Today I’m happy to introduce you to R.S. Anthony and her story Pork!
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Rosemary Anthony writes suspense fiction with a twist. She has a Bachelor’s degree in Management from the University of Science Malaysia and recently made the jump from writing official documents to writing fiction novels. Blessed with 17 nephews and nieces, she finds the world of young adults to be a thrilling source of inspiration for her books.
Rosemary lives in a small town in Malaysia and travels as often as possible to broaden her cultural horizon. You can find out more about her books, giveaways, and new releases…
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High school is torture for Steven Walthurst, and home isn’t a whole lot better. The only place that offers respite is an abandoned tree house at the edge of town. But something lurks in the nearby woods, and the long line of elm trees has a clear message for Steven: keep out.
Then one day, Steven finds a little girl lying unconscious, perilously close to the woods. As the two get to know one another, Steven experiences real friendship for the first time—and gets closer than ever to knowing the darkness that skulks between the trees.
He dedicates himself to keeping his new friend safe, but the tranquility of their fragile hidden world doesn’t last long. When an act of cruelty pushes Steven to his limits, his secrets—and those of the dark woods—come close to unraveling, threatening to destroy the one thing making his teenage life bearable. Can Steven save everything he’s built from crumbling under the pressure?
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When Steven went home that afternoon, his momma was awake, blowing clouds of smoke from her seat on the couch. Her blond hair was tousled and her nightie askew. There were no pills or vodka bottle on the floor, but her eyes were red and misty. She looked sober, and Steven’s heart rate picked up.
“Do you want me to make you something to eat?”
“No, thank you,” he said and headed straight to his bedroom. He hadn’t seen his momma cook in a long time. She didn’t exactly seem like she would be capable of cooking right now.
“Aren’t you hungry?” she asked a little louder, her eyes following him.
“I’ll make some sandwiches in a minute,” he said.
“Sandwiches,” she repeated as if she had just tasted grit in her mouth. “Why do you always eat that shit? Why can’t you eat something else for once?” she yelled as he closed his bedroom door. He leaned on the door and let his backpack slide to the floor, sweat blooming on his skin. “Steven, get out here and listen to me when I’m talking to you. I’m your momma and I’m not done talking!” He took a deep breath, cracked the door open, and went out to face his momma’s mood. “Can I cook you something to eat?” she asked again, her tone surprisingly pleasant.
Steven’s heart pounded and he knew he was treading on thin ice. Either way, something was going to happen, and all his fifteen years screamed it wouldn’t be good.
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R.S. Anthony, thank you for stopping by today!
Love & blessings to all! ❤