Welcome to Weekend Writing Warriors Blog Hop– I hope everyone had a great holiday weekend. I spent mine battling blackberry bushes and running from angry bees. Much fun was had by all! This weekend I’m in California, but I hope I can still visit and comment on everyone’s posts- I always hate to miss anything.
I’m continuing with excerpts from To Catch a Threeve, which will be released in October. Last week the thief finally made his move. Perhaps not surprisingly, he didn’t Halt when Axel ordered him to, so now there’s a very exciting chase scene going on. Hope you enjoy it.
Axel crashed blindly through the thick undergrowth, leaping logs, stumbling over fallen branches and getting slapped in the face with swinging limbs full of prickly pine needles. The sneak outpaced him and Axel could barely keep him in sight.
As the thief approached the creek, Axel shouted, breathless, “Kill la moora, hoc!” The flash pebbles burst open sending out stunning bursts of fire. The thief barely slowed, jerking sideways from the light display and straight into the sticky lines of magical netting Axel had cast earlier.
“Great Tree of—” the sneak cursed, dragged to his knees by the weight of the lines, which once broken sought to cling to the earth. Axel caught up and stood over him, bending at the waist with his hands on his thighs, sucking air. His catch thrashed against the tightening lines.
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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.