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eBook Category: Dark Fantasy/Horror
eBook Description: Deep in untrammeled countryside is a secret grove, a place of magic, power, and yearning. The branches exult a song unsullied by anything dark or wicked. It is Natalie's Grove. Mason, one of the few modern decent men left, finds himself caught between Becky, despairing, abandoned, and pregnant, and Natalie, innocent, pure, and virginal. Love decides for him; he chooses Natalie. But Mason begins to hear a sinister note invade the perfect song of the sacred grove. It is seductive and disturbing, profane in that place of beauty. Or is it? And why can't Natalie hear it?

eBook Publisher: Scrybe Press, Published: Scrybe Press, 2004
Fictionwise Release Date: March 2004

6 Reader Ratings: Great Good OK Poor

Available eBook Formats [MultiFormat - What's this?]: Adobe Acrobat (PDF) [84 KB], eReader (PDB) [38 KB], Palm Doc (PDB) [15 KB], Rocket/REB1100 (RB) [15 KB], Microsoft Reader (LIT) [78 KB] - PocketPC 1.0+ Compatible, Franklin eBookMan (FUB) [86 KB], hiebook (KML) [76 KB], Sony Reader (LRF) [80 KB], iSilo (PDB) [13 KB], Mobipocket (PRC) [16 KB], Kindle Compatible (MOBI) [58 KB], OEBFF Format (IMP) [25 KB]
Words: 4825
Reading time: 13-19 min.
Microsoft Reader (LIT) Format: Printing DISABLED, Read-Aloud ENABLED
Adobe Acrobat (PDF) Format:  Printing DISABLED, Read-Aloud DISABLED
All Other formats: Printing DISABLED, Read-aloud DISABLED

"Trimm takes his story to a place you wouldn't guess, and he does it with great skill. Not only is his plot solid and well-told, his writing, too, is excellent ... I'd gladly read it over and over."--C. Dennis Moore, The Swamp

"She gave me directions until I had no idea where we were. She finally instructed me to park by some farm's neglected fields, making her way through the weeds even before I'd turned the engine off." ... "We trotted past the field to a heavily wooded area, plunging into the tree line without pausing; after a good distance, Natalie slowed down and reached for my hand. When I came up beside her,she pointed to something ahead of us. "'My grove,' she whispered."