Welcome back for more Six Sentence Sunday. Today I'll be sharing more from my current release, Curse of the Demon Queen. Aamon of course is trying to resist, and Lilith is enjoying the fact that he can't.
He tried not to revel in her touch. Resisting her never worked—his body betrayed him every time—and he loathed the instant reaction she drew from him. She’d stabbed him in the back and twisted the blade, yet he still wanted her. Obviously, he needed his head examined.
“Look at that,” she whispered as her gaze traveled down his naked form. “I don’t think you hate me as much as you let on.”
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Sunday, September 23, 2012
Sunday, September 16, 2012
Six Sentence Sunday 9/16/12
Time for more Six Sentence Sunday. Today I'm sharing more from my current WIP, Taming The Wolf. Redd fights against the desire surfacing for the one thing she shouldn't have. As always, thanks for stopping by.
She bit down on her tongue to suppress a moan, and to keep herself from begging for the requests of her body to be fulfilled. She wanted to cry at the insanity currently wracking her psyche. What the hell was wrong with her?
She heard an audible swallow followed by a tattered grown float from behind her. His free hand slid to her waist and pressed her closer still.
“You’re scent is driving me crazy.”
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She bit down on her tongue to suppress a moan, and to keep herself from begging for the requests of her body to be fulfilled. She wanted to cry at the insanity currently wracking her psyche. What the hell was wrong with her?
She heard an audible swallow followed by a tattered grown float from behind her. His free hand slid to her waist and pressed her closer still.
“You’re scent is driving me crazy.”
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Monday, September 3, 2012
Off My Rhythm
I've never thought of myself as a creature of habit, but I guess I am (Imagine that). I like for my days and weeks to flow to a specific rhythm and when it varies even slightly it takes me weeks to resume any sort of normalcy… well normalcy for me anyway.
About two weeks ago The Man and I took a short vacation (I mean really it was just for a weekend) and it seriously threw me out of whack. Getting ready for the vacation and then taking off seriously interrupted my usual flow and as a result I've barely blogged or written since the upheaval. *sigh* (Dramatic much? Why, of course not!)
So, now that I’ve had my few weeks to cope and somewhat get my life to resemble something along the lines of handleable (I made that up don’t be judging me), I am really feeling the urge to get back into it. Though I am glad to be back at it again, it’d be great if I could find a way to somehow keep on top of things a bit better when the flow of my rhythm changes. Surely there must be something.
About two weeks ago The Man and I took a short vacation (I mean really it was just for a weekend) and it seriously threw me out of whack. Getting ready for the vacation and then taking off seriously interrupted my usual flow and as a result I've barely blogged or written since the upheaval. *sigh* (Dramatic much? Why, of course not!)
So, now that I’ve had my few weeks to cope and somewhat get my life to resemble something along the lines of handleable (I made that up don’t be judging me), I am really feeling the urge to get back into it. Though I am glad to be back at it again, it’d be great if I could find a way to somehow keep on top of things a bit better when the flow of my rhythm changes. Surely there must be something.
Sunday, September 2, 2012
Six Sentence Sunday 9/2/12
Welcome back friends, I know I disappeared for a little while, but here I am again for more Six Sentence Sunday! Today my share is from my current WIP, Taming the Wolf. Enjoy and as always, thanks for stopping by.
Redd entered into an eerily silent house. No water running or clanking dishes, the TV hadn’t made a peep since she’d opened the door. The lights were out and a sliver of fear worked its way down her back. It’d been a week since the encounter with the shifter and her nerves had been on edge for days. Finally, this morning she’d awakened without the usual sense of dread looming over her. If he hadn’t shown up after a week, maybe he wasn’t coming.
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Redd entered into an eerily silent house. No water running or clanking dishes, the TV hadn’t made a peep since she’d opened the door. The lights were out and a sliver of fear worked its way down her back. It’d been a week since the encounter with the shifter and her nerves had been on edge for days. Finally, this morning she’d awakened without the usual sense of dread looming over her. If he hadn’t shown up after a week, maybe he wasn’t coming.
Don't forget to check back at Six Sentence Sunday for more great teasers.
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