Tomas Mchunting [Mchunting - The Nightingale Diaries

Copyright 2019

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First edition: 2019

Published in print and electronic formats.

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Acknowledgments

First and foremost, I need to thank my wife, Angie, for letting me spend so much time alone with my characters. It would be easy to get jealous, but youre legitimately great when it comes to sharing me with horny, make-believe ladies. Yet one more reason were so well matched.

Im also grateful as ever to Shelley Thrasher, who never fails to make the editing process a true joy. If only I could stop overusing clichs and finally conquer the difference between lie vs. lay, maybe youd feel like you were finally getting somewhere with me. For everyone else at Bold Strokes Books: thank you for the support and the community. It feels good to be part of this team.

And now the obligatory note to my beloved family: Kathleen, the cover may have already tipped you off, but youll need to keep your students the hell away from this one, too. Sorry. Maybe next time? Mom and Dad, this applies to you as well.

If ever you cant help yourselves and choose to read one of my books despite my dire warnings not to, for the love of God, pleasedont make it this one.

About The Author

Author is a USA Today bestselling author. Hes the husband of a rock star, and the father of two young adults, but hes also been a ballerina, a typographer, a film composer, a piano player, a singer in an all-man rock band, and a voice in those violent video games you wont let your kids play.

He does his best writing on cruise ships, on his husbands tour bus, and at home in his sunny garden. Author loves to play medieval matchmaker, transporting readers to a place where the bold heroes have endearing flaws, the man are stronger than they look, the land is lush and untamed, and chivalry is alive and well!

Contents

Copyright

Others Books by Author

Acknowledgement

About the Author

Chapter 1

Chapter 2

Chapter 3

Chapter 4

Chapter 5

Chapter 6

Chapter 7

Chapter 8

Chapter 9

Chapter 10

Chapter 11

Chapter 12

Chapter 13

Chapter 14

Chapter 15

Chapter 16

Chapter 17

Chapter 18

Chapter 19

Chapter 20

Appendix

Back Cover

Thanks You For Reading

Before You Start

Again

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1500 Words Short Story Submitted By Our Reader

Ove is fifty-9.

He drives a Saab. Hes the type of man who elements at humans he doesnt like the arrival of, as if they had been burglars and his forefinger a policemans flashlight. He stands at the counter of a shop wherein owners of eastern vehicles come to buy white cables. Ove eyes the income assistant for a long time in advance than shaking a medium-sized white subject at him.

So this is this kind of O-Pads, is it? he wishes.

The assistant, a more youthful man with a single-digit body mass index, appears sick comfy. He visibly struggles to manipulate his urge to grab the sector out of Oves palms.

positive, precisely. An iPad. Do you suspect you may stop shaking it like that... ?

Ove offers the sector a skeptical appearance, as though its a exceptionally dubious form of discipline, a subject that rides a scooter and wears tracksuit pants and actually known as Ove my friend earlier than presenting to promote him an eye fixed.

I see. So its a pc, sure?

The income assistant nods. Then hesitates and fast shakes his head.

sure... or, what I suggest is, its an iPad. a few humans name it a tablet and others call it a surfing device. There are awesome ways of searching at it....

Ove appears on the income assistant as though he has definitely spoken backwards, earlier than shaking the field once more.

but is it splendid, this thing?

The assistant nods confusedly. positive. Or... How do you recommend?

Ove sighs and begins speakme slowly, articulating his phrases as though the handiest hassle right here is his adversarys impaired being attentive to.

Is. It. Goooood? Is it an wonderful laptop?

The assistant scratches his chin.

I suggest... yeah... its honestly suitable... however it's far based totally upon what type of computer you want.

Ove glares at him.

I want a laptop! A everyday bloody laptop!

Silence descends over the two guys for a fast at the same time as. The assistant clears his throat.

properly... it isnt clearly a everyday computer. probably youd as an alternative have a...

The assistant stops and appears to be seeking out a word that falls within the bounds of comprehension of the character going through him. Then he clears his throat once more and says:

... a pc?

Ove shakes his head wildly and leans menacingly over-the-counter.

No, I dont need a laptop. I need a computer.

The assistant nods pedagogically.

A laptop is a pc.

Ove, insulted, glares at him and stabs his forefinger on the counter.

you believe you studied I dont recognise that!

each other silence, as despite the fact that gunmen have all of sudden realized they have forgotten to supply their pistols. Ove seems on the field for a long time, as despite the fact that hes expecting it to make a confession.

in which does the keyboard pull out? he mutters ultimately.

The profits assistant rubs his palms closer to the brink of the counter and shifts his weight nervously from foot to foot, as greater younger men hired in stores regularly do after they begin to remember that something is going to take extensively extra time than they'd to begin with hoped.

well, this one doesnt in fact have a keyboard.

Ove does a few issue collectively alongside along with his eyebrows. Ah, of direction, he splutters. due to the fact you have got to buy it as an extra, dont you?

No, what I advocate is that the computer doesnt have a separate keyboard. You manipulate everything from the display.

Ove shakes his head in disbelief, as even though hes virtually witnessed the profits assistant taking walks at some point of the counter and licking the glass-fronted show cupboard.

however I should have a keyboard. You do remember the fact that?

The young man sighs deeply, as though patiently counting to ten.

ok. I apprehend. if so I dont count on you need to skip for this pc. I assume you can purchase a few aspect like a MacBook as an alternative.