Hello and welcome to another exciting round of Weekend Writing Warriors. Can I just say…..aaaaaaagh!? Thanks for letting me get that off my chest. It’s been a rough couple of weeks, the pinnacle of which was me taking on a fourth job. Yup, four part-time jobs on top of writing. At least I won’t get bored. No time!
So I’ve been sharing from my current WIP Death by Starlight, which hopefully will be sent off to my editor soon. If only I can stop getting jobs. You may remember that last time Zeke sneaked onto Alistair’s sailboat and whispered wicked nothings into the sleeping shaman’s ear. This is the result.
Alistair gasped, grunted and snorted, eyes flying open.
“Gaaaa!” he shouted, sitting up straight. “Holy Mother of Night, where did you come from, you sneaky bastard?”
“Through the front door. You’re going to need to up your game if you insist on parking on the steps of a portal.”
“F-you, elf, I’m doing just fine here, thank you very much.” Alistair shoved strands of hair out of his face and grabbed up the bottle. He took a big swig, sloshed it around in his mouth and swallowed. “What the hell do you want?”
“Good to see you too, Alistair.”
I know I promised a blurb from Death by Starlight, but it hasn’t happened yet. So to tempt your tastebuds, here’s the scoop on the first book in the Edge of Night series, Betwixt and Between:
Obsessed with magical creatures since childhood, tabloid reporter Ian Evers never experiences satisfying proof that the magical realm actually exists until he falls into an entrapment spell set by a handsome but dangerous elf. Barely escaping with his soul intact, Ian is able to undo the hex, but he can’t escape the very real infatuation he’s developed for the fierce elf.
Ezekiel Stormshadow is a svarta, a dark elf who serves the queen of the dark realm. The realm of darkness needs the power of light to survive, and while hunting the last few magical beings on earth, Ezekiel discovers Ian, a light elf who’s unaware of his true nature and ripe for the plucking. Their brief encounter awakens a great hunger in Ezekiel, and he’s determined to feast on the light elf’s power and body before the queen intervenes and claims Ian for herself.
Driven apart by the ancient imbalance between the dark and light realms, an evil queen starved for power, and their fear of each other, Ian and Ezekiel are relentlessly drawn together even though their union might destroy them both.
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