Welcome to Weekend Writing Warriors and another Sunday of fun and exciting snippets. This week I’m celebrating winning Runner Up in Love Romances Cafe’s Best Fantasy 2015 Category for Blood of Salar, Book 2 in my Masters and Mages series. It’s nice that the middle book is getting some attention for a change, and I’ve had fun revisiting the story. This scene continues from the last snippet I shared . M’lan, headmaster of the temple of Ka’alar, is facing off with rebel soldiers who are looting the chapel.
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M’lan walked toward the great stone fountain carved in the shape of the serpent god. One of the men stood on the lip of the pool, trying to reach the line of small emeralds embedded in Ka’alar’s throat.
What utter stupidity, M’lan thought. He recalled the simple magic trick he’d used to expose Abbess Renee, when he’d made it appear as if the statue had come to life. He had both hands on Ka’alar’s smooth side before anyone noticed him.
“Hey there!” shouted the man picking away at the statue with a blunt knife. “Come to join the fun?” He leaned jauntily against the neck of the statue with one palm, the other hand on his hip. “Hey, Raffe, look who’s come out to play!”
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M’lan, headmaster of the order of Ka’alar and Jamil Jarka, king’s assassin, find their impossible love challenged to the utmost as a rebellion sweeps them apart, sending Jamil on a dangerous mission to assassinate the rebel leader, General Charvat. Unknown to anyone, Charvat is on his way to the temple to exploit the headmaster’s magical abilities.
When the rebel army arrives, M’lan is thrust into a struggle against political and sexual dominance as Charvat attempts to break his resistance. Violence and death mount, awakening within M’lan both the powers of destruction and the desire for revenge.
On the trail of his prey, Jamil begins to question his devotion to M’lan as his once innocent lover transforms into a mage and invades the assassin’s thoughts and dreams. The closer Jamil draws to M’lan, the more he puts his life and his very soul at risk. Jamil soon realizes that his lover might prove to be more deadly than the man he was sent to kill.
A final confrontation between assassin and monk might destroy them both, but Jamil is relentless in his determination to rescue M’lan, for he knows that only his love can master the mage.
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Oh, somebody’s about to get smacked down! Great tension in this snippet!
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Join the fun indeed! Congrats on being runner up.
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This time Runner-Up; next time the big winner. Congratulations fine writer. This snippet paints a great picture. I feel his sense of humor behind his rage to get even.
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I like the descriptions of body language in this piece.
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And disaster shall ensue for the bad guys. Excellent excerpt, love this world of yours.
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Congrats Alexis!
Nice cliff hanger! Can’t wait to watch this unravel!
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Hey, congratulations on the runner-up honors!
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I rather think something bad is going to happen to these jokers–and I’m okay with that.
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“play” ca be such a subjective thing. 🙂
Congrats!!! Your writing deserves recognition. 🙂
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Play, hmm, lots of fun! Wonderful snippet!
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