Welcome to another installment of Weekend Writing Warriors. I missed last week because I was off on holiday, which was great and all, but I’m looking forward to catching up with the fantastic stories I’ve gotten hooked on. Hope nothing too exciting happened while I was away!
I’m continuing with To Catch a Threeve. Axel is pretending to have fallen under the sleep spell as the sneak approaches their camp.
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Axel’s neck itched and his sword hand cramped as the footsteps circled round and the man stopped between Axel and Drummond’s snoozing form. Though he dared not look, Axel guessed he was lightweight. No Drummond sort could move so quietly over the dried twigs, or even an Axel sort. The mint and larkspur scent had faded and the tang of acrid sweat now tinged the air.
Not until a hand brushed the leather pouch did he dare open his eyes a thin crack. A figure in a dark cloak stooped over the bag, hood covering his head. Only long, slim fingers were visible as they worked the large buckle. Axel braced himself, called on his dearly departed father for divine aid and sprang to his feet, sword in hand.
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Unofficial Blurb for To Catch a Threeve, unofficial release date October 2014!
To Catch a Threeve is an m/m erotic fantasy that takes place in the medieval land of Lacknor. Constable Axel Blackwood catches a thief and is astounded to see that he closely resembles the love he lost seven years ago in an attack by the evil woodland folk known as threeves. He quickly realizes he’s fallen prey to dark magic, but can’t help becoming infatuated with his prisoner and is overwhelmed with the hope that he can at last bring his lost lover home. Bryn Darrow, the half-threeve, half human orphan sent to trick Axel and rob him of much more than a simple gem finds himself equally as fascinated with his handsome human captor and the lure of some place to call home, but believes that the constable is in love with a dangerous illusion.
Enjoyed the snippet. Sounds like lot of adventure to come.
Juneta at Writer’s Gambit
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Nailed. And I do believe the thief is female. One terrific snippet. You had my hair standing on end as I read.
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This scene oozes tension. I crept with the intruder and tensed with Axel. The thief is about to be caught. Awesome!!
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LOVE this story! and I’m with Charmaine that I bet the thief is a woman, which of course raises all kinds of complexities and possibilities. Great 8!
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Hmm, could the sneak possibly be a woman? Love this, another great snippet! You are fantastic at building up suspense and tension, I always look forward to your snippets. Can’t wait to see where this goes!
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He’s a sneaky one, this Axel. Like others, I’m guessing the thief is a woman. just from the descriptions you chose.
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Welcome back! Hope your holiday was wonderful! I could hardly wait to read this! Edge of the seat stuff you’re writing, Alexis! Nicely done! 🙂
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The thief is lightly built, but is he/she human?
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Good question, Sue Ann. There are threeves about, or so I’m told.
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Yay, the spook is finally on the page!!!!!;) Great snippet with strong tension. Loved how Axel made deductions. Can’t wait for more.
Glad you had a fun holiday.
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Ooh, this is very suspenseful- I like it! Can’t wait to read what happens next. You’ve definitely set a spooky mood!
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Thanks for your comments, everyone. I hope this reads as suspensefully when it’s not in eight sentence snippets.
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You’re great with setting details. I can see, hear, smell, and fear what the characters are going through.
Keep smiling,
Yawatta
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