Welcome to the Weird, the Wild, & the Wicked for a new year, literally, 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.
Today I'm offering snippets from my upcoming release A Centaur's Solstice Wish, a sweet M/M fantasy romance, and Book 2 in the Rifts series. The book will be out on Jan. 26, 2015! Sedgewick is in the infirmary on Christmas Eve and Bethany, from Take the Reins, is singing.
Sedgewick
rolled to his hooves and rearranged the sling holding his left arm. The
shoulder still ached like he'd been stabbed, but at least standing up and
walking no longer hurt. He stretched gingerly, extending each hind leg then
each foreleg before walking into the community hall. Mare Bethany McMacken, the
Master Healer of the Cedarfell herd moved from window to window, stringing
garlands of pine boughs. She tied them to each post with red ribbons, singing
more about snow and holidays.
Sedgewick
stopped and watched her progress, his heart swelling with both joy and sorrow
at her singing. She'd found her mate, her love, and her calling despite the
disadvantage of being human. Until she'd come through the rift in the dryad
lands, he'd never seen a human and always thought them fictional creatures. But
she'd not only proved real, she managed to become one of their best healers and
a valued member of the herd in spite of her strangeness.
He envied her.
I'm still strange even though I'm a centaur.
He wanted to
find his mate, his love, and his purpose, but he couldn't seem to make anything
work. He made a lousy warrior, had very little skill at weapon maintenance, and
the one person he loved appeared well beyond his reach. So far out he may as
well be in a different world. But therein lay the problem. While he hadn't
made any overtures toward anyone, he'd never found any mares who caught his
eye. A mare would be far easier.
He leaned against
the windowsill with his good arm and stared out at the wintery night and the
softly falling snow. The other members of the original cohort were out there on
patrol, shivering their tails off. He liked mares, thought of them as good
friends and members of the community, but none of them had ever made him burn
with need.
Not like
Ronin.
Corporal Ronin
Creekjumper with his dark skin, fierce blue eyes, and his dark auburn hair worn
long in a thick braid down his back. Sedgewick shivered. The man epitomized
beauty with broad shoulders framing a heavily-muscled hairy chest and belly.
Sedgewick had often fantasized about Ronin while bathing or tending his herb
garden, often getting lost in the daydream to the detriment of his time
management. He'd tried to emulate the corporal with his easy strength and
agility, but he possessed no soldiering skills, hence why he'd dislocated his
shoulder when stringing a bow.
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*waits impatiently*
ReplyDeleteLOL, P.T. It's coming. :D
DeleteYay, cannot WAIT for this to come out!
ReplyDeleteI hope it meets with your expectations, Nicola. :)
DeleteA centaur?! Wow! Wild! Love it!
ReplyDeleteYep, two at least, Angelica. Thanks for commenting. :D
DeleteSounds like an interesting story. Best of luck with the release! (:
ReplyDeleteIt's great getting into his mind and understanding his dilemma. Fabulous teaser. And congrats on your upcoming book.
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