Welcome to Weekend Writing Warriors, the blog hop where a bunch of really awesome writers share from their work in ten sentences or less. Can I just say that I am really ready for January to be over? Next Saturday is the Chinese New Year (Year of the Rooster, btw) and I can’t wait! I’m sure I’ll be so much more productive, eloquent and on the ball with the lunar shift. And I’m also sure I’ll finish Death by Starlight, my current work in progress, in record time. For now, I’m continuing to share from the first chapter. Zeke has returned from the dark realm and is seeking the help of Alistair, who lives on a sailboat. Zeke and Alistiar have a less than buddy-buddy relationship.
Alistair slumped over his little table, cheek pressed into the open pages of a large book. A bottle of rum with an inch of dark liquid remaining in the bottom sat by his head. Zeke quickly imagined a dozen or more tricks he could play on the snoozing shaman, his taste for mischief stronger than ever after his time in the realm.
Once again the urgency to reunite with Ian trumped all distractions. Zeke walked bent over until he reached the end of the cluttered berth where he presumed Alistair slept when he didn’t pass out at the table. He sat gingerly on the lumpy quilt within poking range of the shaman and commenced to stare.
Alistair had the compact-build and tough, weathered skin of someone who’d lived in the far north, dodging polar bears and harvesting icebergs for a living. Although ancient by human standards, strands of black hair were still woven in amongst the gray. His eyeballs were busy behind the twitching lids, fingers clutching sporadically at the table where they rested.
Zeke leaned forward and whispered in his ear, “And then the leviathan rose from the depths and swallowed your little boat whole.”
I know I promised a blurb from Death by Starlight, but it hasn’t happened yet. In my other life, I’m a bookkeeper, and January BITES. 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.
This post is part of an ongoing blog hop hosted by Weekend Writing Warriors. Every Sunday, participating authors post eight to ten sentences from a published work or perhaps their current work in progress. Then we hop to our fellow warriors’ blogs and check out all the fabulous fiction that’s happening! I heartily invite you to participate as a reader, writer, or both. It’s a great way to discover your next favorite book. Click here or use the address: http://www.wewriwa.com