Weekend Writing Warriors: Across the Night Sky 32

 

 

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I'm very close to asking my editor to put Emmily, Unbound into her queue. By the end of the weekend I will send that email.  And I admit, I. Am. Scared. To. Do. It.

Moving forward. Last week Veronica and Aurora pointed out that readers might not enjoy reading about real bodily functions. :-) I revisited that in my ms. and changed last week's snippet to reflect that change. The drool remains, though. :-)

This is a snippet from a WIP entitled Across the Night Sky. 

This is --I'm not sure what it is. lol. Space Opera. The romance is central. It is not HEA at the end of this book. (There are 4 books in this universe). It is a story of different cultures, different alien races, intolerance, and the tenacity of an abducted human woman dragged across the galaxy. Oh, and her love story with an alien man destined to be a ruler.

Marissa, abducted human, 20-something, is with an injured 'alien' man, Kuylerh. I'm in a new chapter. Kuylerh's rescue has arrived and once again, she's being abducted, but this time it's by his group. She's just had something used on her to subdue her.

Last week's snippet ended with:  While the old guard took a seat at what had to be the controls, her thoughts became a silent prayer. Please, wake me from this nightmare.

 

The snippet:

   

Where she sat, Rissa could only see out the little window beyond the controls, but she became surer by the second she wasn’t in Kansas anymore.

Kansas? She wasn’t even on the same planet.

Facing her abductor—that’s what he was after all--since  he’d taken her against her will—she couldn’t turn her head away.

Beyond him, through the tiny window, darkness was broken only by distant stars. In the pit of her stomach, something worse than nausea was going on. Flutters, then quivers, then it did a wallop of a somersault. Despite all the muscles ignoring her, her eyebrows were working just fine, lifting higher and higher. 

What a sight she must have been, her disbelief transforming into sheer terror right there in front of her kidnapper.  

Her mind raced. They really weren’t human, and that wasn’t Earth. 

A few more lines:

A sour taste rose in the back of her throat. Acceleration pushed her back into her seat. How had this happened? At the point of hysteria, she managed to make a sound. It was the best her paralyzed voice could pull off, and it didn’t sound at all like she was screaming for help.

 

That's the snippet. Thank you so much for visiting. This is a WIP so comments are especially appreciated. :-)

Weekend Writing Warriors: Across the Night Sky 31

 

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, is with an injured 'alien' man, Kuylerh. I'm in a new chapter. Kuylerh's rescue has arrived and once again, she's being abducted, but this time it's by his group.The man ordered to carry her is not happy about it.She's just had something used on her to subdue her.

Last week's snippet ended with:  Only one thing seemed sure in her befuddled brain: There was no way she should get in that thing. No way.

 

The snippet:

   

But into the plane she went. As they strapped her into a reclined seat, her head lolled just right so she could watch the older man helping Kylerh into the seat next to her.

 He touched her hand and spoke.The quiet calm of his voice and the way his head dipped added up to some sort of apology. She couldn’t respond. She couldn’t even blink. Oh no…  Droll ran from her mouth.

What shame was next? What bodily functions did she still control? And worse, which didn’t she? 

While the old guard took a seat at what had to be the controls, her thoughts became a silent prayer. Please, wake me from this nightmare.

 

That's the snippet. Thank you so much for visiting. This is a WIP so comments are especially appreciated. :-)

 

Weekend Writing Warriors: Across the Night Sky 30

 

 

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, is with an injured 'alien' man, Kuylerh. I'm in a new chapter. Kuylerh's rescue has arrived and once again, she's being abducted, but this time it's by his group.The man ordered to carry her is not happy about it.She's just had someting used on her to subdue her.

Veronica left a comment last week about what was used on her (spray mist). Good catch.  I will be rewriting that paragraph after giving it some thought. I wrote this story 16 years ago. The very first story I wrote. Just sat down and started typing (for four months) and finished with a 177K word tome full of writing that shows I had ZERO idea what I was doing. lol. I was so passionate about this world, I wrote not just one, but FOUR books in this universe. Oh my God, the editing ahead. (I have to do it. It was a deathbed promise to my mom--my biggest fan--who adored these books.)

Last week's snippet ended with:  The room started spinning and her knees buckled. She was heading for the floor when he lifted her again, this time carrying her in front of him. The three remaining guards escorted them, re-forming a perimeter. 

 

The snippet:

    Whatever he sprayed on her had done a number on her muscles. She could see and process her surroundings just fine, but her limbs refused to obey.

    Try as she might, there wasn't a thing she could do when they moved into a more open area where a goofy-looking plane sat. It reminded her of the space shuttles that NASA used to fly, but it was small. Relatively small. Relatively? Was she hallucinating? She had no idea what she was looking at, or even what she was thinking.

    Only one thing seemed sure in her befuddled brain: There was no way she should get in that thing. No way. 

 

That's the snippet. And my guess is, she's getting in that thing. :-) Thank you so much for visiting. This is a WIP so comments are especially appreciated. :-)