Greetings fellow Warriors and Readers and welcome to the Weekend Writing Warriors blog hop. I hope you all appreciate my sacrifice this weekend. Yesterday, a bee stung me in the derriere, but today I gallantly sally forth to the keyboard in order to bring you another snippet! (Pats self on back, rearranges ice pack.) I’m continuing with excerpts from my upcoming release, To Catch a Threeve, because, gosh darn it, we need some closure before I turn to other things. Don’t worry, the culmination of all this sneaking, creeping, spell casting and trap setting is quickly approaching.
Last week the stalker made his move and attempts to steal the gemstone from Axel’s saddlebag, which Axel had placed on the ground near where he pretended to sleep. Axel speaks (shouts) first:
“Don’t move, by god, or I’ll—”
Too late. The thief was already in motion. He leapt straight over the startled form of Drummond, who roused slowly and groggily.
Axel shouted at him as he ran past, “Thief!”
Axel didn’t have time to see how Drummond fared for his prey sprang like a buck into the trees, agile and lithe. If not for the traps Axel had set he’d be as good as gone.
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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.