TEASER TUESDAY 12-28-2010

Here’s a new Teaser for you all. It’s the first section of my newest WIP. I don’t have a title yet, but hopefully it will come to me soon… Please comment and tell me what you think.

The Funeral

The warm Texas sun beat down on the green canopy above me between passing clouds. Even in the shade I was beginning to sweat beneath my black sundress.  The wind blew just enough to send wafts of hideous smelling perfume across my face. I was thankful for my dark sunglasses, not because they protected my eyes from the peek-a-boo sunlight that bounced out from behind looming rain clouds but because they hid my eyes from the few people sitting around me. I didn’t know half of them and was not looking forward to standing at the end of the service and listening to more sympathetic words from strangers.

The metal chair beneath me cut into my back as I tried my best to get comfortable. I stared at the single white rose clutched in my hands. Its thorns were on the verge of piercing my skin. The words of the pastor were nothing more than mumbling to me. They entered my ears and didn’t register with my brain as actual words.
I want this to be done, over with, finished, so I can go home.

The pain in my chest had subsided for the moment, but I knew the moment I stood to do my part and place the rose on her lowering casket I would feel it again. A part of me wanted to climb inside with her and die so that we could be together again. I couldn’t though, it was bad enough that I was getting swamped with unwanted hugs from women I had never seen before. If I climbed onto her casket they would have me locked up as crazy.
The light squeal of car brakes broke through the mumbling of the pastor. I wanted to turn around and see who was showing up late, but thought better of it. Hopefully, it wasn’t another strangers. Maybe one of my friends, back from vacation early, had come to give me comfort.

What is it about funerals that bring long lost friends out of the woodwork?

I was back to staring at the rose. Its petals were beautiful, just like her, pure and perfect. The thorns reminded me of her strength. She had always been strong. The pastor stopped his mumbling and now stood beside me, placing his hand on my shoulder.
Guess this is my cue to get up and say goodbye.

I stood, on wobbly legs from sitting in the same position for too long, and made my way to the closed casket. A part of me wished it were open so I could see her face just one more time but the man at the mortuary, James, had said it would be better for everyone if it was closed. I stood at the side of the casket; its sleek black paint bounced the sunlight back onto me. A tear fell from my eye, running down my cheek. I didn’t think I had any more of them left. I had cried a lot in the last few days. Placing the rose to my lips I kissed it before setting it on the casket and resting my shaky hand atop it.
“Good bye Mom, I love you,” I whispered.

TEASER TUESDAY

Well, it’s been five months since my last teaser… Let’s see if I can still intrigue you guys. Let me know what you think.

In this scene Ana-el and Jake have just found Gavin and convinced him to shift back to human form.

The Sacrifices: Lycan Child

Excerpt from pg. 106

“How ya feeling, Gavin?”
He looked up at me, his chocolate eyes brimming with tears. My heart ached at the sad look on his face.
“Did they really take Mom and hurt Dad? Are they gonna be all right? It’s all my fault. If I hadn’t freaked out and ran from you the other day none of this would have happened,” he said.
His voice cracked as he took in a ragged breath and wiped his face with his hand. I had to find some way to comfort him, but he was right. If he had just listened to me we would be safe in Brynmar by now.
“It doesn’t matter now. There’s nothing that can be done about the past. Right now we need to think about getting you to your sister and then getting your mom back. That’s what’s important now,” I said.
The sun was beginning to set, coloring the sky with deep orange and pink clouds. The nighttime insects started to buzz their songs as we trekked through the fallen leaves. It would be a long walk back for Gavin, but there was no way Jake nor I was going to carry him. I led the way as Jake followed behind Gavin. The two of us keeping watch for any sign that something was following us or waiting to ambush our trio. Gavin stayed silent, undoubtedly beating himself up more for running away.
The wind blew through the trees sending my hair into my face. I tucked it back, wishing for a rubber band or something to tie it up with. It was eerie, the quiet of the woods. Our footsteps rustling through the underbrush was the only sound now. The crickets had stopped singing. Possibly because we were there and they felt threatened. Whatever it was I didn’t like it. I glanced over my shoulder to Jake. He had noticed the shift in nature as well. He scanned the trees above us, then back to meet my eyes. Something was wrong.

Teaser Tuesday 11-17-2009

 

Here’s an excerpt from Chapter 1 of

 IMMORTAL BEGINNINGS: RISE OF THE WARRIORS

 

Rose was pulled out of her thoughts by screams coming from the alley below. She leaned over the side and saw a man holding a young Veneficus girl against the wall.

Ugh. Why is it these mort guys just don’t understand the meaning of the word no!

Rose grasped her Kwan Dao and stepped off the roof. She landed soundlessly in a crouch a foot to the right of the man.

“I’m pretty sure when they scream like that it means they don’t like what you’re doing.”

The man turned around, surprised and eyed her up and down.

“What are you supposed to be? Some kind of cop or something?” He slurred.

He reeked of liquor as he leaned in to get a better look at her. She looked to the Veneficus girl and smiled.

“You can go honey.   I’ll make sure he can’t follow you.”

The girl nodded and quickly ducked under his arm and ran towards Main Street.

“Oh…you are huh? You just sent my entertainment away. Maybe you want to take her place?”

Rose couldn’t help but laugh.

“This must be your first time here. You see, around here we don’t have cops.  We have Warriors, and I happen to be one. If you think you can take me just cause I’m a girl…please be my guest. I would suggest in stead, that you call for a cab and get the hell out of here before you piss off anymore of the locals.”

The drunk stumbled clumsily toward her as she raised the blunt end of her Kwan Dao to his throat.

“You morts really aren’t that bright when you drink are you?”

She lowered her staff as he leaned back against the wall. His eyes were barely open. He raised one finger and tried to talk.

“I…”

Laughter erupted from the front entrance of the alley. She quickly leapt back onto the roof and looked down. The man was joined by a group of drunken teenagers. She watched as they took him by the arm and led him back inside the club. Shaking her head in disgust she returned to her sentry position to continue her watch.

“You know, it’s not really fair if your opponent can’t stand up much less see you clearly?”

Instinctively Rose jerked her broad sword from the sheath strapped to her back and whirled around, extending it toward the voice.

“You really need to get some R & R girl.  You’ve become way too jumpy.” Vitus placed his hand on the blade of her sword and lowered it to her side.

“Sorry, for some reason I’m wound too tight tonight. All of these morts here make it dangerous for our kind. They’re very unpredictable when there’s alcohol involved.” She sighed as she replaced the sword in its sheath.

“I know. Well, your shift is over I’ll take it from here. Darius was asking if you were going to go see him tonight?”

She smiled and cocked her head to one side. The mere thought of Darius sent trills of pleasure down her spine. It had been hours since she left him at The Showroom. She was anxious to see him again. Even though they’d been together for over a year she still longed for him when they were apart.

“What do you think?”

She picked up her Kwan Dao and leapt off the roof into the alley.

“Let me know if you need some backup.” She called as she ran toward The Showroom. Vitus’ laughter echoed behind her.

Teaser Tuesday 10-27-2009

Page 92 of The HalflingThis is from one that I’m editing right now.  Cami is pretending to be a Pureblood (born Vampire).  She is being hunted by a group of pureists that believe Halflings should not exist.  Zane is her new Pureblood boyfriend and Cason is a Pureblood that she is intrigued by.  Cason has just discovered that Cami is a Halfling and he agreed to keep her secret. 

NOTE: THE FOLLOWING SCENE HAS STRONG LANGUAGE AND ADULT SITUATIONS.

Zane stood there staring at me.  “You sure you’re okay?  You look a little freaked out.”

Great he noticed.  I couldn’t chance telling him the truth.  He wasn’t ready for that yet.  He would probably hate me. 

“Yeah, I’m fine.  I was just worried about being blinded is all.”  I laughed. 

He took my hand and led me toward my room.  I was glad he was there, but at the same time terrified that he would see through my lie and turn on me. 

“You gonna be okay for tonight?”  He asked in a sultry voice. 

I had almost forgotten about the dance.  Would I be able to put on a happy face and fake it for that long?  I wanted to go home and be with J-fer.  I felt safe with her. 

“Yeah, I’ll be fine once I get a shower and change.”  I said. 

“You need some help?  I’m an expert back washer.”  He said as we reached the door to my room. 

I wasn’t ready to go that far with him, but I knew if I wanted to keep the secret going I would need to seal the deal with him.  I decided now was as good a time as any. 

“You sure you’re not gonna get in trouble for skipping out on last period?”  I said as I placed my hand on his chest. 

He smiled at me and reached behind me for the doorknob.  “I could care less about missing class right now.” 

He opened the door and walked into the room.  Once he turned the lock he faced me and reached his hand out to me. 

“I want this to be special.  Something you remember for the rest of your life.” 

I wished I could get Cason’s face out of my mind.  The more aroused I got by Zane’s touch the more I thought about Cason.  He led me to the bed and gently placed himself on top of me, kissing me as he began to remove my shirt.  His touch was so cool against my skin it sent chills all over my body. 

“I want you.”  He whispered as he lowered his lips to my breast. 

I moaned with pleasure as he caressed my skin with his tongue. 

“I want to taste you.”  He said softly as he moved his mouth down my stomach. 

Fear shot through me.  If he drank from me he would know I was a Halfling.  I was certain a guy like him had tasted Halfling blood before and would know the difference.  Before I could move his mouth away from my hip I felt his fangs pierce me.  I cried out as he began to drink from me.  Suddenly he pulled away, looking down at me with shock. 

“What the hell?  You taste like a Halfling Cami!” 

He staggered back from me and stood against the wall.  Questions filled his eyes as he shook his head in disbelief. 

“Zane, please, you have to understand.  I didn’t want to lie to you but I’m in trouble and if anyone finds out I’m a Halfling I could be killed.” 

The words spilled out of me as I sat up and buttoned my shirt closed.  He was still staring at me.  His face turned from shock to anger. 

“You filthy whore!” 

He crossed the room.   I was caught by surprise when his hand landed against my cheek, knocking me back onto the bed.  Tears welled up in my eyes as I looked pleadingly at him.  He stood over me with his fist raised.  His eyes were full of hate as he struck me again. 

“How dare you!  I actually liked you and you lie to me about something this important?  Do you have any idea what you could have done to me?  What you would have cost me if anyone found out?”  

I rolled away from him and curled up into a ball on the bed. 

“Please, stop.  I won’t tell anyone.  I swear.”  I cried as he grabbed my legs and pulled me toward him. 

“You’re damn right you won’t.  I’ll make sure of it!” 

The last blow was hard and sent my head spinning.  I felt the darkness close in around me as his voice echoed in my ears. 

“I’ll make you pay you Halfling whore!”  He seethed.

ETA.  Edited to reflect comment from Jen W.-Thanks

Teaser Tuesday 10-20-2009

This excerpt is from my novel The Bond.  The MC (Cleo) is helping Molly move out of an abusive home.  Cleo is a 100 yr old vampire and Molly is a somewhat ‘new’ vampire.  Molly’s brother (Lewis) did some nasty things to Molly and this scene is where both Cleo and Molly confront him seperately as Molly is leaving her parent’s house for the last time… ENJOY!

pg. 275  of  THE BOND 

“Man that was brutal. They needed to hear it though, I just can’t believe I did it without crying.” She said as she rummaged through her closet for a suitcase.
I simply nodded and went to work helping her pack her belongings. Each trip I made to the car her mother stared at me while her father paced the floor. They knew they were helpless to stop us. When the last bag was packed Molly looked around her room.
“Well, I guess this is it.” She said with a sigh.
We headed to the front door together.
“Cleo, can you take this to the car for me?  I would like to say goodbye to them, in private.”
“No problem.”
I took the bag from her and headed out the door. When I looked up I was face to face with Lewis.
“Hey good looking where you off to?” He asked as he flashed a smile at me.
I placed the bag on the porch and looked up at him.  His eyes were cold and menacing as I glared into them.
“I made a promise not to kill you myself for what you’ve done to Molly.  I never said anything about breaking a few bones though.” I seethed.
He took a step back from me.
“I’m sorry, I don’t know what you’re talking about. Molly must be making things up again. She’s got a problem with that you know.”
I couldn’t believe my ears. He was actually denying it. I stepped closer to him and looked deep into his eyes locking them into my gaze.
“You filthy human.  If you ever touch another girl the way you did Molly you will become so overcome with guilt that you’ll take your own life. You’ll do it slowly and painfully. First you’ll chop off your manhood and place it in a pot of boiling water, to cleanse it from the filth you used it for. Then you’ll rip your own tongue out for all the lies you’ve told about her. Finally you’ll slowly cut each finger off one by one for every time you touched her. You will drown in your own blood and die…slowly.”
I watched as the persuasion took a firm hold. I knew this would make Molly angry, but he deserved it. He finally nodded and I knew it had worked. I released my hold on his mind and picked up the bag. He stared after me as I headed to the car. He was still standing there when Molly walked outside. I could hear her as she spoke to him.
“You’ll never be able to hurt me again Lewis. I forgive you for what you’ve done to me, but I will never forget it. If I hear you ever hurt another little girl the way you did me I’ll kill you where you stand and no jury in the world would convict me. Do you understand?” She snarled through her teeth.
He nodded numbly, still in a daze from my earlier persuasion. She stalked past him and got in the car.
“Let’s go.” She said as I cranked the engine and headed toward home.