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    The Lure: A Short Story
    The Lure: A Short Story
    The Lure: A Short Story
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    The Lure: A Short Story

    By Harambee K. Grey-Sun

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    Unsightly and awkward, Aoife Finnegan has never been successful in love, only in attracting the indifference or hostility of every man she's ever met. After partaking in an experiment, she finds her luck has drastically changed—but while on an exotic cruise for singles, she may find her stark reversal in fortune is actually the rudest curse of all. 

    A darkly humorous horror story.

    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherHyperVerse Books, LLC
    Release dateJan 5, 2019
    ISBN9781640449114
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    Harambee K. Grey-Sun

    Harambee K. Grey-Sun is the author of several novels, short stories, and poetry collections, including Colder Than Ice, Blind Dates: Weird Stories, and Wine Songs, Vinegar Verses. He writes in a variety of genres but his stories often fall somewhere on the spectrum of horror, ranging from the supernatural to the psychological. The curious can find more information about him and his writings at www.harambeegreysun.com.

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      The Lure - Harambee K. Grey-Sun

      The Lure

      Harambee K. Grey-Sun

      HyperVerse Books, LLC

      Contents

      Also By Harambee K. Grey-Sun

      By Harambee Grey-Sun

      The Lure

      About the Author

      Also By Harambee K. Grey-Sun

      Standalone Stories

      Beholder

      Love Among the Ultramoderns

      Unfair Play

      Last Contact

      The Lure

      The EVE OF LIGHT Series

      The Novels

      BloodLight: The Apocalypse of Robert Goldner (Prequel)

      Broken Angels (Book I)

      Divinities, Entangled (Book II)

      The Short Stories

      Hell’s Brood (A Collection)

      By Harambee Grey-Sun

      Poetry

      Spring’s Fall (Autumn Numbers * Book I)

      Wine Songs, Vinegar Verses

      This book is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, and incidents are the products of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual events, locales, or persons, living or dead, is entirely coincidental.

      Copyright © 2018 by Harambee K. Grey-Sun

      All rights reserved. No part of this book may be reproduced in any form or by any means, including scanning, photocopying, or otherwise without the expressed written consent or permission from the publisher or author, except in the case of a reviewer, who may quote brief passages embodied in critical articles or in a review.

      Cover design by The Cover Collection.

      ISBN-13: 978-1-64044-911-4

      Published by HyperVerse Books, LLC

      www.hyperversebooks.com

      Crossing genres without apologies.

      The Lure

      "D on’t let a Great One get away  . . . "

      The once-whispered words lingered in Aoife’s mind like sea mist, evaporating only when present awareness crept in. She opened her eyes. Her head rested on her right arm, outstretched, cold and flat against the desk. Her hot-pink tablet, in power saver mode, was inches in front of her nose. She was still

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