Six Sentence Sunday - The Order of the Dragon - Drake's Fall

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This year I've participated in #WIP500, five hundred words a day on any WIP, and my Muse has been completely enamored of The Order of the Dragon, a paranormal romance between a vampire and a dragon. Drake MacGregor is the Historian at the Library in Three Lakes, MI, and he's been rather distracted by the local doctor, Aliandra Cantora del Viento. So distracted, he hasn't fed in two days and he's shaky and weak. He falls and breaks his leg, but he blames Aliandra for his weakness and she's the last person he wants to see. Unfortunately, she's the one on call. ;)

“Trying some extra acrobatics, Mr. MacGregor?” Dr. Cantora asked as she crouched beside him.

Her sultry voice hardened him even more and he could barely grunt in acknowledgement of her remark, losing his manners completely. Her spicy scent flooded over him and his canines elongated in his mouth, itching to sink into her delicious flesh.

“May I push your pants up to examine your leg?”

        She could push his pants all the way off and he’d cheer her on, or at least his cock would. But Drake tightened his lips over his fangs and nodded stiffly.

Doesn't he know he shouldn't bite a dragon? Thanks for stopping by and have a great week. See you next Sunday. Happy reading! :)

Six Sentence Sunday - How to Rescue a Pirate - Aftermath

HAPPY NEW YEAR, Sixers! Welcome to 2012 and Six Sentence Sunday. It's great to see you again in this new year and if you're new to my blog, be welcome! I truly appreciate your comments when you visit and I look forward to seeing familiar names again and again. Several other authors participate in Six Sentence Sunday and some of my favorites are Cara Michaels, JoAnn Ross, Zee Monodee and Lynne Murray.

In this snippet of WIP How to Rescue a Pirate Marcus Blackheart has just made love to Samantha Abbott after she told him why she'd come to rescue him. He's not expecting her reactionary tears and fears he has hurt her.

Marcus suddenly remembered how he’d found Samantha more than a decade earlier and dread threw his heart into his feet. Her husband had been a sociopathic bastard, all charming and proper on the outside, but twisted and cruel on the inside. He’d tied Samantha down, beaten and bruised her, then raped her any way he could, sometimes allowing his officers to partake in a gang rape of his wife. Sex to her had been a torture and an endurance test.

And here ye are thinking with yer cock instead of yer head! he snarled at himself, feeling smaller than a barnacle. Jest like ye did at the Gates of the Deeps.

Just a little backstory to pique your interest. I hope your first day of the New Year is going well and I wish you happiness and prosperity all year long. Happy reading!

Six Sentence Sunday - How to Rescue a Pirate - Why the Rescue

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In this snippet of How to Rescue a Pirate, Samantha Abbott has woken from her faint after Captain Blackheart gave her a concussion from throwing her against the wall. He recognizes her and wants to know why she's there. 

“Why would ye think I needed rescuing?” He poured her a mug of water from the pitcher she’d found the night before and handed it to her.

Now it was her turn to snort. “I find you drunk off your ass in a run-down tavern, a wanted man with no one covering your back. Let me think.”

          Instead of grimacing, he gave her a little half-smile that was both sad and sexy.

She's got him dead-to-rights. Definitely in need of rescuing. Next week, Six Sentence Sunday is taking a break for the Holiday so the official site won't be posting. But I'll have six Holiday sentences up for you to enjoy so please stop by. If I don't see you, I hope you have a very Merry Christmas and Happy Holidays! :)

Six Sentence Sunday - How to Rescue a Pirate - Only a Lad

Welcome back, Sixers! So nice to see you again and welcome to the newcomers! Thank you for your comments on my story posts. They really make my day and let me know I'm not just writing to the great beyond. I hope you've been enjoying the glimpses into my world of the weird, the wild, & the wicked as much as I enjoy sharing. There are several other authors who participate in Six Sentence Sunday and some of my favorites are Cara Michaels, JoAnn Ross, Lynne Murray, and Jayel Kaye. Be sure to check out the whole list. There are some great authors who don't sign up in the first few numbers. Goran Zidar, Kallypso Masters, and Ciara Ballintyne are a few I read.

In this snippet, Marcus Blackheart woke up from a nightmare and threw his companion, a "lad" he knew as Sam, against the wall. Sam survived, but the concussion made the lad faint and Marcus is regretting his violence. Then he noticed something odd after he laid Sam on the bed.

Sam Abbott

Marcus pushed the shirt further back and untied the band in an effort to allow the lad a respite from the pressure. To his immense surprise, the silk slid away to reveal overly developed pectoral muscles that almost looked like...

A combination of astonishment and arousal slammed into him as he realized he wasn’t looking at a young boy but rather a fully mature female with delectable, rounded breasts. Rosy aureoles with large nipples tempted his lips and tongue and he caught the scent of the tinarchs once more. He jerked his gaze up at the fan of golden hair across the pillow above the elegantly arching brows and delicate nose with its tip slightly upturned, the full sensuous lips with the cleanly shaven jawline below.

His eyes widened as he recognized those features, years earlier displayed openly for him on a female tied to the Captain’s berth.

He might have some reparations to make, even if he was rescued by a girl! ;) Thanks for stopping by and happy reading! :)

Six Sentence Sunday - How to Rescue a Pirate - Nightmares

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Marcus Blackheart

In this snippet from How to Rescue a Pirate, Samantha has been ripped out of sleep by Capt. Marcus Blackheart screaming from a nightmare. She tries to wake him before he brings the other residents of the hostel running.

[Marcus] roared with fury as his eyes snapped open and he grabbed her by the arm, throwing her across the room like a flung pillow. [Sam] landed hard against the wall beside the door, her head slamming into the plaster. He was out of the bed and towering over her in his fury before she could blink, his hand wrapped around her dirk with the blade pressed against her throat.

She tried to tell him she meant him no harm, but her head swam and her breath wouldn’t come.

“WHO ARE YE?!” He grabbed her shirt front, hauling her nose to nose with him.

He certainly knows how to make a good impression. Thank you so much for stopping by and happy reading! :)

 

Six Sentence Sunday - How to Rescue a Pirate - Hartwell Is Not So Well

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In this snippet, Captain Marcus "Hartwell", the erstwhile Blackheart, is feeling sorry for himself when a "boy" comes looking for him and takes him to the hostel to sober him up.

“Water?!” Marcus scoffed, trying to look ferocious. “I doona need water, laddie, jest more whiskey!”

“Oh, you’ve had enough of that for one night . . . and maybe for a lifetime,” the boy mumbled in disgust. “Just rest and we’ll see what to do with you on the morrow.”

Marcus was going to complain about moronic boys and their stupid notions of a man’s capacity for drink when his stomach suddenly rebelled and he damn near missed the bucket the boy had gotten for him.

           Holy Aegir, what in the Frozen Hells is wrong with me?

I guess he's more think than he drunks he is. ;) Thanks for stopping by and happy reading! :)