Wednesday, July 16, 2014

Mid Week Tease - The Bone Flute - Wake Up Call

Welcome to the Weird, the Wild, & the Wicked for a new year of Mid Week Tease hosted by Sandra Bunino.

Authors: this is a great opportunity to spotlight a few lines or even a paragraph or two from a new release or backlisted title. Readers: you get to sample some delicious snippets! We’ll do our best to tease, titillate and tantalize you into the weekend.

I'm working on a new paranormal romantic suspense set in Las Vegas, entitled The Bone Flute. In this unedited snippet, Rain is trying to understand why Jozsef (pronounced Yo-zheff) is really in her home and swears magic (and ghosts) aren't real. Rain asked for the story behind his alleged curse of being a ghost tied to the bone flute.

“Do you think her last action is why you become a ghost?”
He shrugged and nodded. “I can only surmise. When I woke again, I found myself being molested by a fat man.”
“Oh, dear. That’s probably not a nice thing to wake up to.”
“No.” Jozsef grimaced. “I had no ability to speak to him or anyone else around me. He touched me in an intimate way, but he seemed completely unaware of my existence. He died soon after and I fell back into oblivion.”
“Was that the only time you’ve woken up?”
“No.” He couldn’t stop the smirk from returning to his lips. “But waking up to you made all the other unpleasant awakenings seem trivial.”
Rain shot him a dry look. “Cute.” She frowned. “You’re sure it’s a curse to keep coming back to this world again and again?”
He gave her his own flat look. “What would you call it?”
“No, you’re right, that kind of existence would suck, especially if you couldn’t communicate or stay long.” She pondered for a few moments, tapping a nail against her mug. “Do you know what the curse is about?”
“About?” Jozsef frowned. “What do you mean?”
Rain spread her hands. “In all the old fairytales, curses were used for a purpose, you know? Like to teach some sort of lesson or change bad behaviors. What do you think you’re supposed to learn or change here?”
Jozsef blinked. “I don’t know.” Rain sighed and he added, “When the bone flute is given to a magic user, the magic sparks me back into awareness and your world. I rarely know when or where I am, or who I’m with.”
“How very Quantum Leap.”
Jozsef shot her a blank look. “Sorry?”
Rain shook her head. “Never mind. I know you’re convinced I’m some sort of witch, but I don’t have any magical abilities. All I got is logic and observation.”
Dread clenched his gut and he reached for one of her hands before he could think. “Please, Lady Rain, the bone flute has been given to you. Help me find the way to end this and I shall leave you alone.”

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  1. I can really feel his unease.and need to be released from the curse. Great teaser, Siobhan.

    1. Thanks, Kiru. Yes, he's tired of where he is, but he's got some work ahead of him. Thanks for commenting.

  2. It's going to be very interesting to watch the secrets of the curse and Rain's powers unfold. Nice tease, Siobhan!

    1. Thanks, Reese. Yeah, Jozsef has some atoning to do. Thanks for stopping by. :)

  3. I do wonder what the effect of blowing the bone flute is. Hmmm...interesting teaser, Siobhan.

    1. Unfortunately, the bone flute is made from a human femur, so no one is interesting in playing it. Thanks so much for commenting, Stella. :)

  4. Poor Jozsef. He really is in a quandary with no sign of a way out.

    1. Don't feel too bad for him, Nellie. There's a good reason he's been cursed. But he's on his way to making up for it. Thanks for stopping by! :)

  5. Rain sounds like a smart lady. I bet she'll figure it out! Great story, Siobhan!

  6. Oh bless him. I really feel for him in this tease.

  7. great story and tease, I'm really getting to feel for the characters

  8. Yeah, just gonna prop my chin on my hands here and wait for the finished book...


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