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Disclaimer: I do hereby disclaim all rights and responsibilities for the characters in this audacious adventure… especially for the stubborn one. A nod of recognition is bent towards Rumiko Takahashi for her creative prowess.

Chapter 5: Held

Inuyasha never doubted he could beat Naraku with Tetsusaiga. All he’d needed to do was land a blow. But their enemy was irritatingly elusive. Then Sesshoumaru arrived, seized Naraku, and held him in place.

“Finish it.”

So Inuyasha unleashed the fang’s ful...

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Well, well! Being attentive to details, I notice little things and celebrate them whenever possible. This blog has hit another milestone, and I’m SO glad you’re keeping me company here. ::glomp::

Quick Update: inquiries through proper channels have come up with a baffling response from my printer. The only reason for Amazon’s delay in fulfilling your pre-orders is… Amazon. We’re at their whim and mercy, I’m afraid. Thank you for your continued patience. Their delay has me rejigging my schedule for our fun and games. And I’m issuing an extension for the Photo Challenge.

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More time to get creative! I’ve extended the Photo Challenge by another month, so you have until April 22, 2018 to t...

Disclaimer: I do hereby disclaim all rights and responsibilities for the characters in this audacious adventure… especially for the one who may be in shock. A nod of recognition is bent towards Rumiko Takahashi for her creative prowess.

Chapter 4: Mute

Her heart pounded in her ears. Hard to think. Hard to breathe.

“Pardon me, Kagome-sama.” Miroku took her shoulders, gently but firmly moving her aside.

His hands were bare. His curse had ended. Good. At least there was something good.

Inuyasha...

Lots of YAYZ! I’m already seeing the beginnings of a trickle of fanart for Tsumiko and the Enslaved Fox, which I most definitely WILL want to share here … but not until more of you have received your copies of the book. (Keeping this blog as spoiler-free as possible.) In the meantime, I just received this from Fox, the artist responsible for my profile picture.

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PUBLISHD by FoxOfTwilight

I’m off to the post office with a tidy stack of books. Those of you who splurged on an autographed copy will only need a teensy bit more patience. Media Mail can take 7-10 days.

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Bookplates are also ready, but I’m holding onto the current batch because they contain a surprise/spoiler about Book 2 … and most of you haven’t yet received Book 1. ::impatient harrumph:: Do you want a bookplate, too? Info is on this post >>

By the way, you totally cleared out my stash of print editions, but I’ve or...

Disclaimer: I do hereby disclaim all rights and responsibilities for the characters in this audacious adventure… especially for the one who’s too pale. A nod of recognition is bent towards Rumiko Takahashi for her creative prowess.

Chapter 3: Ruined

Inuyasha tossed aside his brother’s ruined armor. Bent spikes and rent plating were useless now, but they’d saved the bastard’s life. Barely. Glistening organs bulged from one particularly nasty gash. Be strong. Heal, already.

Kagome whimpered.

Wh...

I just ventured onto two websites I haven’t visited in… seems like forever. Mostly checking to see if the profiles were still up to date. (But of course I had a lovely wallow through the fanart.)

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When your books finally arrive, be sure to have a camera ready. My Photo Challenge is in force until 3/22/18. Get creative and grab some fun snapshots of Tsumiko and the Enslaved Fox. (And be entered in a drawing for fabulous prizes!)

Disclaimer: I do hereby disclaim all rights and responsibilities for the characters in this audacious adventure… especially for the frightened one. A nod of recognition is bent towards Rumiko Takahashi for her creative prowess.

Chapter 2: Devastated

“Is he breathing?”

Inuyasha swore and crouched until his ear covered the lower half of Sesshoumaru’s face. Widening eyes flicked to Kagome’s face.

“Is he…?”

“He ain’t dead.” The hanyou grabbed handfuls of bloodied silk. “You hear me, bastard? You...