Half Life (Anti-Heroes Book III)

By Louise Bohmer

Half Life (Anti-Heroes Book III) by Louise Bohmer & K.H. Koehler: In ANTI-HEROES BOOK III: HALF LIFE Jinx makes plans to revive the League of Extreme Evil, Serena finds an unexpected ally among the Supers, and a whole new mystery opens up when the Geeks cross the dimensional boundaries into Witch World.

Anti-Heroes is a serialized young adult novel about teen superheroes and teen supervillains. Watch for new episodes regularly!

• Language: English
• Publisher: Louise Bohmer
• Release date: Nov 12, 2012

Louise Bohmer

Louise Bohmer has over eight years experience in editing and publishing. She edits for Permuted Press, and has edited for many publishers and authors in a variety of genres including general interest, romance, erotica, mystery, horror, and speculative. Her writing experience extends across fiction, ghost writing, ad copy, web content, SEO copy, and press releases. Her latest release is the Anti-Heroes serial written with K.H. Koehler (Anti-Heroes Press) and you can read her short fiction in Detritus (Omnium Gatherum), The Red Penny Papers, and Old School. Plus her debut novel, The Black Act, is now available once again in serial form. She offers freelance services in editing, book cover design, ghost writing, and ebook as well as print formatting. She loves to hear from her readers via email and reviews. Her home base is New Brunswick, Canada, where she lives with a tattooed giant. You can pay her a visit at http://www.louisebohmer.com or email her at [e-mail]

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ANTI-HEROES

Book III

Half Life

By

Louise Bohmer & K.H. Koehler

Copyright © 2012 Louise Bohmer & K.H. Koehler

Smashwords Edition

Published by Anti-Hero Press

http://antiheroesbook.blogspot.ca/

All rights reserved. No part of this book may be distributed, shared, resold, posted online, or reproduced in any electronic or hard copy form.

This book is a work of fiction. Any similarities between actual persons or events is entirely coincidental.

Cover art design by K.H. Koehler

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ANTIHEROES

Book III

Half Life

The trailer was dark and seemingly quiet when Jinx got back to it. He hoped that Martin or Marvin had left and his mom had gone to bed. He couldn’t remember the guy’s name, only that he was an exterminator and Mom started banging him about a half hour after she’d called him to rid the kitchen of a particularly nasty carpenter ant infestation.

He didn’t want to have to deal with either of them tonight. He’d flunked his history exam, the Homecoming dance was coming up that weekend (not that he had a date or anything; he never did), and Serena was still pissed at him and refused to even speak to him in the halls of the school. His week couldn’t get any worse.

Except, of course, it could. The moment he slammed through the trailer door, he could hear them going at it in Mom’s bedroom. He checked the refrigerator and then the microwave for leftovers, but both were empty. He then went to his bedroom, slammed the door as hard as he could to indicate he was home, and lay down on his cot, pulling a ragged pillow over his head to cut the banging noises coming from the next room.

About ten minutes later, he heard his mom scream bloody murder. Springing to his feet, Jinx raced for her room, pulling open the door.

His mom lay on her cot with Martin or Marvin pinning her to the thin mattress, his big hand around her throat as he slowly strangled the breath out of her. He was calling her a slut and a bitch, and Jinx briefly wondered what she had done or said to garner this kind of rage, not that it mattered.

Get off of her! Jinx roared as his temper flared.

Martin or Marvin turned to glare at him with bloodshot eyes that didn’t focus correctly. Get the hell out of here, kid, he sputtered, and the fumes on his breath rivaled his mom’s.

Something ignited in Jinx then, something dangerous. He took a step forward as if propelled by rage alone. No, he growled, and he knew, just knew, that his eyes were as red as rubies in the dark. You get the hell out of here! And he pointed at the man.

The back of Martin or Marvin’s blue work shirt burst into flame and the man leaped from the bed. He started running in circles around Mom’s room. Giving a squeak of horror and surprise, Mom jumped from bed and started beating out Marvin’s fire—Jinx had caught the name on the front of his work shirt when the man had