Weekend Writing Warriors: Acoss the Night Sky 26

 

 

Welcome to a weekly post of Weekend Writing Warriors. If you'd like to check it out or give it a try, click here to go to wewriwa.blogspot.com

I'm working on edits for Emmily, Unbound--the book I've been sharing excerpts from for a long time. While I'm doing that, I'm going to share snippets from a WIP entitled Across the Night Sky. 

This is an Alien Abduction Romance.

Marissa, abducted human, 20-something, woke with no idea where she was. After running from the metal box she woke up inside, she finds an open doorway. She stepped through and discovered she wasn't alone. She's with an injured man, Kuylerh. I'm in a new chapter, a couple pages in. *note Marissa had been injured by one of the predators. A rescue has come for her companion. And now, the second abduction in only several days time has begun.

Last week's snippet ended with: 

With a fluid movement, he bent down, wrapped his arm around the back of her thighs, and threw her up over his shoulder—following the rest of them with her flung like a rag doll.

 ~*~

We pick up there:

Her ribs screamed from the pain of being draped across him. She kicked her feet and pounded her good arm on his back. The other men chipped back and forth in low voices. Their comments seemed teasing. 

Great. Like that’d make this guy a lot friendlier.

Their small group faded in the dim light behind them. When the man carrying her spoke, he hissed. Rissa was sure he was calling her everything but a woman. He finally stopped, put her back on her feet, and looked at her through eyes that were little more than narrowed slits. His next words, probably more cussing, came through gritted teeth.

A bit more if you're interested:            

The others stopped and turned to look their way. Quiet snickers, and words spoken in a taunting voice came from the group. Clearly, they were enjoying the entertainment. But not this one; if he wasn’t pissed off, then she’d never seen anyone angry before.

 The older man, the one Kylerh leaned heavily against, spoke one clipped word, and the show was over.

 

Uh oh. Sounds like he's taking her with him whether she wants to go or not... That's it for this week. Thanks for visiting. Comments are deeply appreciated. 

Weekend Writing Warriors: Across the Night Sky 25

 

 

Welcome to a weekly post of Weekend Writing Warriors. If you'd like to check it out or give it a try, click here to go to wewriwa.blogspot.com

I'm working on edits for Emmily, Unbound--the book I've been sharing excerpts from for a long time. While I'm doing that, I'm going to share snippets from a WIP entitled Across the Night Sky. 

This is an Alien Abduction Romance.

Marissa, abducted human, 20-something, woke with no idea where she was. After running from the metal box she woke up inside, she finds an open doorway. She stepped through and discovered she wasn't alone. She's with an injured man, Kuylerh. I'm in a new chapter, a couple pages in. *note Marissa had been injured by one of the predators. A rescue has come for her companion.

Last week's snippet ended with: 

Kylerh spoke sharply to his rescuers, wincing as he gestured  back at the group of refugees. Then, with the same, stern tone, he said, ”Rissa!” Again, he motioned for her to follow.

 ~*~

We pick up there:

Torn between the two groups, she hesitated. Even if she didn’t know exactly where she was, it still seemed better than not knowing at all where he was going to take her. Then again, the predators…

Another glance at him showed a mixture of pain and impatience. Should she go?

Sure, she’d spent some time with him, and he seemed safe enough. But what about the other men with him?

None of them were smiling at her. Well, one was. The one who looked like he was barely old enough to drive. She doubted he had much influence on how things went. Maybe staying with the larger group—even if they were genetically odd—was a better idea. 

A bit more if you're interested:

 

             What if there were no other rescues coming, though? And… there was that guy with the sharp teeth. 

 An angry growl coming from Kylerh stopped her thought train. His patience must have been done. As soon as he spoke to one of his guards, the man hurried back toward her, his eyes narrowed, his steps angry-sounding thuds. With a fluid movement, he bent down, wrapped his arm around the back of her thighs, and threw her up over his shoulder—following the rest of them with her flung like a rag doll.

 

Uh oh. Sounds like he's taking her with him whether she wants to go or not... That's it for this week. Thanks for visiting. Comments are deeply appreciated. 

Weekend Writing Warriors: Across the Night Sky 24

 

 

Welcome to a weekly post of Weekend Writing Warriors. If you'd like to check it out or give it a try, click here to go to wewriwa.blogspot.com

I'm working on edits for Emmily, Unbound--the book I've been sharing excerpts from for a long time. While I'm doing that, I'm going to share snippets from a WIP entitled Across the Night Sky. 

This is an Alien Abduction Romance.

Marissa, abducted human, 20-something, woke with no idea where she was. After running from the metal box she woke up inside, she finds an open doorway. She stepped through and discovered she wasn't alone. She's with an injured man, Kuylerh. I'm in a new chapter, a couple pages in. *note Marissa had been injured by one of the predators. 

Last week's snippet ended with: 

A group of men dressed just like him, weapons at the ready, emerged out of the near darkness.  

His rescue.

Surely, they wouldn’t leave the rest of them behind.

 ~*~

We pick up there:

Rissa watched six of them rush to his side. All tall and dark, all dressed for a battle a thousand years ago. They moved with such discipline, there was no mistaking each knew his part.

Two of them helped Kylerh to his feet, each under an arm. The other four formed a perimeter around him. They started moving, their hands grasping the handles of their sheathed swords. Only a few steps into their retreat, Kylerh held up a hand and said something. They stopped.

They all looked down at her. Several started shaking their heads, and she heard the word Naish followed by gibberish. Then they started moving away from her again.

A bit more if you're interested:

 

Kylerh stopped, but, this time, a slew of words flew from his mouth. She didn’t need to speak his language to know he’d just cussed them out. Then he turned and called her name while he motioned for her to follow.

Legs trembling when she stood, she wrapped his coat more tightly around her then took a couple steps his way. She paused to look back at the others. After calling to Kylerh, she pointed to the mother and her little son. Then she waved her arm around to encompass the entire group. She shrugged as if asking what is to become of all of them.

Kylerh spoke sharply to his rescuers, wincing as he gestured  back at the group of refugees. Then, with the same, stern tone, he said, ”Rissa!” Again, he motioned for her to follow.

 

Sounds like he's taking her with him whether she wants to go or not... That's it for this week. Thanks for visiting. Comments are deeply appreciated.