Come one, come all to the Kipling Carnival, where you’ll meet beasts and beauties and everything in between. Inside the Big Top you’ll find daring adventures from Tia Silverthorne Bach, Amy Evans, Allyson Gottlieb, Liz Long, Kelly Martin, Misty Provencher, Mindy Ruiz, and BJ Sheldon. Unveil the mysteries of The Peculiars in our Facebook group and don’t miss the big act coming April 1st.
My short story is actually a Donovan Circus prequel. Readers will follow a few days in the life of Sheffield Donovan, years before Lucy Sullivan shows up on his doorstep. DC fans will spot a few easter eggs, as well as learn about his travels to the Kipling Carnival, where he helps train the new ringmaster taking over. The only problem is, the new ringmaster doesn’t want the position thanks to a secret he’s hiding. The Peculiars authors all wrote shorts based in the Kipling Carnival, each with their own stories and secrets…don’t miss the show on April 1! Links and more info coming soon.
Here’s the opening number of this exclusive Sheffield Donovan/Donovan Circus prequel. Read anything that rings a bell? 😉
Sheffield Donovan was tired, weary right down to his bones. It wasn’t because of the jam-packed circus season or the small road trip he was on to an old friend’s carnival. In fact, he welcomed the brief change, the newness that came with unfamiliar grounds and staff. As Donovan Circus ringmaster and owner, Sheffield needed it, perhaps more than he realized. Calloused hands on the worn wheel and a cigarette between his lips, Sheffield contemplated the last two weeks with concern.
Boston had been a rewarding tour stop, complete with a new Firestarter who was sure to be a crowd favorite. Nikolas, Sheffield’s favorite protégé, was also a Firestarter, and he was eager to gain a gifted brother on the road. Sheffield had immediately noticed how well they balanced each other, their instant camaraderie something to appreciate. Their show would surely be some insane feat with fire and motorcycles, if Nik had any say. The new guy, Keegan Larson, didn’t appear to have any problems with adrenaline. He’d fit in well.
No, Sheffield was tired of losing friends. Of the constant battle to maintain his status, of the fight it took to keep his circus family out of debt and out of any humans’ spotlights. He’d had a brother on the road once, a soulmate of sorts, if one could be found in a best friend. His brother had passed, thankfully of natural causes, but too soon and too far away from the people he called his family.