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Saturday, May 21, 2022

WeWriWa: Across the Night Sky 18

 

 

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. There are predatory animals roaming the darkness. She's waiting, watching, worrying about being attacked again. Last week ended with this: " She looked into the darkness, focusing on nothing while she thought it through. In the end, she decided he was in no shape to hurt her anyway. "

The snippet: 

At some point, exhaustion took her from the vigil she was trying to keep.

~*~

Quiet sobbing at the doorway woke her from much needed sleep. It was the woman and child she’d sped by in the corridor. With her finger to her lips to communicate a need for silence—she motioned them in. They soundlessly ushered past her to a spot against the wall. There were now four of them seeking refuge from the beasts and what other threat might come.

There was a tug at her calf and then the golden-eyed man patted the floor beside him. She sat down next to him again in the half-darkness. He put his fingertips to his forehead and said, “Kylerh.” Then he touched his fingertips to her forehead and paused. 

A little more to complete the scene.

She said, "Marissa.” 

He repeated her, sort of. “Rissa.”

As tired as he was, she did her best to return his smile. “I see no reason to correct you. I don’t think we’ll live long enough for it to matter.” She went back to watching the direction from which the beasts had come.


Sunday, May 15, 2022

WeWriWa: Across the Night Sky 17

 

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. There's screaming and wild predators on the loose.  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. Last week she described what she saw, ending with: " Black as ebony? Why on Earth would a fairy-tale description pop into her head?"

The snippet: 

 He winced while he tried to sit up straight.

 She shuddered when she looked into his eyes. She hadn’t been mistaken about their color; they were an unnatural shade of gold, like liquid metal. The corners of his lips turned up when she touched her wrist to his forehead. Then he relaxed against her shoulder and closed his very non-human eyes.

Pin-prickles rose on her skin at every sound: metal groaning, an animal caterwauling, and an intermittent drip somewhere in the black unknown. She studied the man slumped against her shoulder. What was he?

She should at least be afraid of him. Names drifted to her from a history class she wished she’d paid more attention to: Attila. Genghis. Alaric. 

A few more sentences, if you're interested.

Good God. Didn’t they butcher women and children along with the men? She looked into the darkness, focusing on nothing while she thought it through. In the end, she decided he was in no shape to hurt her anyway. 

At some point, exhaustion took her from the vigil she was trying to keep.

Sunday, May 8, 2022

WeWriWa: Across the Night Sky 16

 

 

Happy mom's day to all the women who nurture someone or something, two legged or four. :-)

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. There's screaming and wild predators on the loose.  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. I've skipped ahead a bit. She takes a really good look at him in this snippet. 

The snippet: 

It was so tempting to take her strut and run for it, but she couldn’t leave him injured and senseless. She looked at the wounded man, really looked this time. Even though he slouched, she could tell he was big. Seven feet, she guessed. Maybe even taller. Broad shoulders were unmistakable in spite of being covered with battle dress from a thousand years ago—give or take a few centuries. But she was no history scholar; she could be way off that mark. What was up with his clothing? And that enormous sword the clutched even while he slept?

His skin was a shade lighter than cinnamon, and his ears looked human enough, but they were extra big. A well-defined wrinkle ran across his chin. His hair, a thick braid that disappeared behind his back, was black as ebony.

Black as ebony? Why on Earth would a fairy-tale description pop into her head?