Xing is hanging out with his motor scooter buddies when he gets his father’s call. When he arrives at the Golden Panther, the hostess takes them to a private room. Xing leaves the sliding doors open, the better to scan the dining room for Luyu.Read More
The veiled dark descends on the lovers. She peers into his face and his black, almond eyes. Goose bumps explode under her pale skin at his touch, softly running up her arm. Gently he gathers her up, silently dropping kisses on her lips soft as flower petals falling.
“I beat death at the game of life. I’m not afraid,” he whispers.
She turns and dives into the sparkling water, Ron after her. They swim to an artificial island and float, fingers entwined, staring up at the black sky through steamy condensation clouds.Read More
Sha Li says, “I draw on my travels in China to provide me with abundant detail for the characters and settings. In the scene at the villa, I used a visit to the opulent sitting room of Director Xie Keying, Chinese Penjing craftsman, Chinese Penjing Artists Association Vice President and Guangdong Province Penjing Association Routine Vice Chairman and Secretary General at his private residence.”Read More
Mai drifts in a half-conscious state fragrant with oil. Her spots simmer in faint iridescence. If the anmoishi notices, she says nothing. The face of her assailant swims into focus, mutely screaming, and his bloody hand, the salty blood running down her throat.
What was that about? I was angry! I could have killed him… why didn’t I? Gao let him go… My first kill… What are you saying? You didn’t kill him… But I caught him…Read More
In the light of a streetlamp, Mai’s spots are unmistakable, spilling up from the neck of her shirt, crowding her face with pulsing black spots surrounding white hot flaming eyes. Streaks of blood smear across her jacket.Read More
Colorful flags outside the window flutter in a cool breeze. She leans on the sill and looks down at soldiers in light green shirts and dark pants marching to musical accompaniment from loudspeakers in the courtyard below. Towering above the HQ opposite is a massive SIGINT array of microwave equipment sparkling in the clear morning.Read More
A silvery curtain screens the morning sun where he sits in his corner office, overlooking Beihai Lake. Ron’s catching up on work for the firm supervising the new offices opening in Taiwan and Pakistan, when another text interrupts. OK 2 TALK?Read More
The man looks at the bandage on his arm and back to the woman, mumbling, and reaches toward a bowl of cold rice. Soon he is strong enough to walk outside and sit in the sunshine. Jimo trades baskets for a pair of man’s pants, a shirt and sandals. He goes with her to collect reeds. He can carry twice as much as she. But the words come slowly. And when they do the dialect is foreign to Jimo. The man can’t remember anything about the river. He touches the key on the chain and frowns from the effort of remembering.
I wish I could remember. I must be someone. All I want is to remember!Read More
Berlin’s sporadic and spasmodic career is traced by citations of stories published in magazines since the 60s onward. She received the Jack London Short Prize in 1985, the American Book Award in 1991 and a fellowship from the National Endowment for the Arts.Read More
In Rick’s Narcotics Anonymous group, he met a woman about his age. She was a nurse in a local hospital who became over-familiar with the pill dispensary. She lost her job and her credentials. Mary Jo Thompson was divorced with two children in middle school. She shared custody with her ex-husband who worked for the City of Santa Rosa. After meetings, Rick and Mary Jo started having lunch together at Taco Bell. Soon, it became a regular part of their daily routine: finding enough things to fill the hours to mute the cravings. Mary Jo listened to Rick’s crazy sounding ramblings about secret agents and his wife’s travels. Rick listened to her domestic stories.Read More
Sha Li is a pseudonynm to protect the identities of people who inspired characters in this fast paced and gorgeously patterned international spy thriller.
Sha Li says, "Don't be tricked by the verisimilitude into forgetting this is fiction!"Read More
Beijing Abduction grbss attention with suspense. Who is following Mai Martin, an American in Beijing? And why? Ronald Zhao, a retired Hong Kong police commissioner, drops into her life just when she needs someone, and her husband is gone on one of his covert meetings.Read More