Boondocks Fantasy (Daw Book Collectors)

Boondocks Fantasy (Daw Book Collectors)

Anita Ensal

Language: English

Pages: 320

ISBN: 0756406536

Format: PDF / Kindle (mobi) / ePub

Boondocks Fantasy (Daw Book Collectors)

Anita Ensal

Language: English

Pages: 320

ISBN: 0756406536

Format: PDF / Kindle (mobi) / ePub


From vampires in the Appalachians and leprechauns in the Smokies to mermaids in the Mississippi and bloodthirsty trolls in an Alabama trailer park the South makes a unique setting for the 20 stories in this anthology of redneck vampires, werewolves, wizards, elves, and other creatures.

Featuring original stories by Gene Wolfe, Timothy Zahn, Chris Pierson, Mickey Zucker Reichert, Steven Savile, Elizabeth A. Vaughan, Jay Lake, Anton Strout, and many more.

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jacket behind his head and pulled it up. “Then I’d march him all around the room. Like this!” Laughter grew louder as he made the circuit of the first floor, and louder still as he passed one dark corner. As quickly as he could, he released his collar and thrust both hands into the darkness, where one grasped a small arm. The boy (if it was a boy) pulled into the light was dark brown, with a broad, humorous face. He wore a soiled cap bearing the words “Red Sox” in white, and nothing else. “Ah

animals, as if she was merely following a particularly tasty stand of grass. Then she veered a little farther. The next thing Jeff knew, she was waddling directly away and straight for the woods, moving as fast as her stubby little legs would take her. Jeff shook his head, wondering yet again how some of these creatures managed to survive. The grass in the meadow was far superior to anything Maizie would find in the woods, and there was the creek for water, and there were no predators. Yet

A bunch of farmers nursed their coffee at the big table by the window while a teenage girl waited tables. One of the farmers greeted me by tipping his chin as I slid onto my usual seat at the counter. “Mornin’, Sheriff,” he said. His skin had that baked-potato look, brown and wrinkled and rough. It wasn’t that long ago that I played high school football with his son. It still sounded weird to hear him use my title. “That it is, Tom,” I said. I felt tired in a way that couldn’t be cured by extra

the road. Sully opened the door, his tall frame filling the space. “I might have known you’d be here before noon,” he said, not unkindly. “Got a minute, Jim?” I said. “Like coffee?” “If it’s hot and black, then yes.” I followed him inside to the kitchen and looked around in that casual way they can’t teach you at the training institute. Jim owned a double-wide, so the living room and kitchen were spacious by trailer standards. The carpeting had been vacuumed recently, and none of the shelves

else. Flirting in cyberspace was one thing, but reality was something else entirely. She’d never intended it to go this far. I was such a schmuck. I tried to get to my feet, but my joints were stiff and uncooperative. I was sore from the ride. Sore from the hard concrete of the step. Frozen to the very core of my being. “Here, let me help you.” You took my arm and pulled. “Just help me get to my bike.” “There’s no way you can ride like this—even if the roads weren’t starting to ice.” You

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