May 2024 WipWordSearch Excerpts Week 4

Emergency personnel and doctors swapped descriptions of strange wounds they’d encountered during night shifts. Thomas had #never come across any such victims during the day shift—until now.

“What’s up, man?” he asked. “#Nice to see you in the land of the living. It’s been what, a week? How’s life in the sick bay?”

“And I hope I’m always in the land of the living. If I’m in the land of dying, I’m #not doing my job right.”

It’d taken a little getting used to, but #now her name and her gypsy den felt like home away from home.

When he peered into the box himself, all Thomas could see were #neat rows of what he thought were shotgun shells.

The man flashed his fangs as he looked around the room and dumped the pile of medical supplies #near the door.

Vampire problems were #never small.

Leon didn’t much care if the wolves he picked up could play #nice with others, so long as they offered him their wholehearted devotion.

For a moment, Thomas looked as if he was about to speak up, and by the look on his face, whatever he had to say was #not going to be positive. Artemis shot him a pleading glance, and he stayed silent.

Were they really fighting over cookies right #now? It just seemed so . . . out of place.

A glass counter full of all sorts of bizarre, hand-carved charms, and curious odds and ends on full display had been placed in front of a series of shelves with all manner of ancient papers and tomes piled #neatly upon it.

A vampire was #near her apartment.