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Rainbow Snippet for 10-21-2017

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Rainbow Snippets is a group for LGBTQ+ authors, bloggers, and readers to gather once a week and share six sentences from a work of fiction–a WIP or a finished work or even a 6-sentence book recommendation (no spoilers please!).   Check out all the other awesome snippets by clicking on the picture above.

More from Onyx Sun, (which really will be finished some day) picking up from last week.

“What were you feeling?”

“Anytime that the ship was boarded to be searched there was fear.  And when Josul was talking to me about buying a slave to help me there was a feeling of sadness, like it was pleading with me not to.  And when I came in tonight, with all the upset between you and Luzita, there was also a sense of upset.  And…” 

“And?”

She drew a deep breath.  “The thing that makes me feel we have nothing to fear from him is what I felt when you came on board.”

“Which was?” ni prompted gently.

Ayess’ race does not have words for he/she/his/hers, etc, because they are (for lack of a better term) hermaphroditic. Their pronouns to refer to other members of their race are “ni” (for he/she/him/her), “ni-es” (his/hers), “ni-en” (they/them) and “ni-en-es” for theirs.

 

 

 

 

 

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Sunday Snippet, October 15 2017

More from Song and Sword, the first novel I published, since I’m working on a sequel and need the motivation.  This follows immediately after last week’s snippet, which ended with:

He had no idea how long he had walked – it could have been minutes or hours or even days – nothing existed except pain, despair, and Kashrya.

He leaned against the wall of the tunnel, breathing hard, his legs shaking.  He slid to the floor, and his back, already a mass of welts and scars, scraped against the rough stone wall.  He moaned, his breath tightening in pain, and Kashrya roused slightly, reaching up to touch his cheek.

“Dakkas?”  Her voice was weak, but full of concern for him, and he felt a stab of something he couldn’t name as it occurred to him that he didn’t remember there ever being a time when anyone was concerned about him.

“I’m all right,” he said, his voice nothing more than a whisper.  He turned his head and kissed the inside of her wrist.  “I just need to rest for a moment…” 

His eyes closed, and he realized that it had been an eternity since he had had any real sleep, or food.  The Orcs had not wasted food on their prisoners, occasionally tossing some dried bread crusts to them, bread crusts that neither of them had the energy to eat.

Sleep. All he wanted was sleep.

 

 

 

 

Song and Sword cover

Blurb:
Pashevel: a simple Elven Bard — and the Crown Prince

Marlia: a Paladin of Arithen, the Elven God of Justice – seeking vengeance for the destruction of her village

Dakkas: heir to the Drow throne — if his father and elder half-brother don’t kill him first

Kashrya: raised among a tribe of nomadic Humans, she is unaware of her true heritage — or of the prophecy that made her mother an outcast

Their goal: build a bridge between the Elves and their outcast brethren, the Drow, reuniting them and undoing the damage caused in a time so far gone that history has become legend and legend has become myth.

But first, they have a problem to solve:  how do you stop a war that hasn’t started?

Available for Kindle at Amazon

and at Smashwords for everything else

 

Find more great reading
at the Sunday Snippet group.

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Rainbow Snippet for 10-14-2017

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Rainbow Snippets is a group for LGBTQ+ authors, bloggers, and readers to gather once a week and share six sentences from a work of fiction–a WIP or a finished work or even a 6-sentence book recommendation (no spoilers please!).   Check out all the other awesome snippets by clicking on the picture above.

More from Onyx Sun, (which really will be finished some day) picking up from last week, with the “other thing.”

“You’ll think I’ve lost my mind.”

“Never.”  Ni reached out and almost touched her cheek then drew ni-es hand away, uncertain.

Taliya closed her eyes, suddenly acutely disappointed at the almost contact.  “I… Sometimes I can… feel things… It feels like the ship is alive, has emotions, feelings.  I – I think that maybe I was sensing him.”

“Why do you think that?”

“Because of what I was feeling and when.”

“What were you feeling?

Ayess’ race does not have words for he/she/his/hers, etc, because they are (for lack of a better term) hermaphroditic. Their pronouns to refer to other members of their race are “ni” (for he/she/him/her), “ni-es” (his/hers), “ni-en” (they/them) and “ni-en-es” for theirs.

 

 

 

 

 

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Sunday Snippet, October 8 2017

More from Song and Sword, the first novel I published, since I’m working on a sequel and need the motivation.  This follows immediately after last week’s snippet, which ended with:

“Dakkas. I can’t,” she sobbed.  “I can’t go any further…”  She dropped to her knees, shaking, her breath coming in ragged gasps.

Reaching for her in the darkness, he pulled her to her feet and scooped her into his arms. “I won’t leave you.”

She tried to protest, but he held her against him and with a soft sob she gave in, letting him carry her, both of them hoping that this would lead them somewhere safe – if there was such a place. 

The ground no longer trembled, but he was weak, and he knew that it would not be long before he, too, could not go any further.  But the only thing that truly mattered was that he had Kashrya, and that there was no sound of pursuit.  If they were going to die, they would die together, and free.

 

 

Song and Sword cover

Blurb:
Pashevel: a simple Elven Bard — and the Crown Prince

Marlia: a Paladin of Arithen, the Elven God of Justice – seeking vengeance for the destruction of her village

Dakkas: heir to the Drow throne — if his father and elder half-brother don’t kill him first

Kashrya: raised among a tribe of nomadic Humans, she is unaware of her true heritage — or of the prophecy that made her mother an outcast

Their goal: build a bridge between the Elves and their outcast brethren, the Drow, reuniting them and undoing the damage caused in a time so far gone that history has become legend and legend has become myth.

But first, they have a problem to solve:  how do you stop a war that hasn’t started?

Available for Kindle at Amazon

and at Smashwords for everything else

 

Find more great reading
at the Sunday Snippet group.

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Rainbow Snippet for 10-7-2017

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Rainbow Snippets is a group for LGBTQ+ authors, bloggers, and readers to gather once a week and share six sentences from a work of fiction–a WIP or a finished work or even a 6-sentence book recommendation (no spoilers please!).   Check out all the other awesome snippets by clicking on the picture above.

More from Onyx Sun, (which really will be finished some day) picking up from last week.

“Let’s get him out of there and get some answers.”

Ayess shuddered but took a deep breath and nodded reluctantly. 

“Are there weapons on board?” ni asked.

“No, but we won’t need one.”

“You did not see what he did…”

“Two things, Ayess.  One, I have seen people come out of a cryo chamber.  They wake up groggy and disoriented.  We’ll have more than enough time to assess him before he regains any sort of coordination or strength.” 

“You are right,” ni admitted reluctantly, then tilted ni-es head.  “What is the other thing?”

Ayess’ race does not have words for he/she/his/hers, etc, because they are (for lack of a better term) hermaphroditic. Their pronouns to refer to other members of their race are “ni” (for he/she/him/her), “ni-es” (his/hers), “ni-en” (they/them) and “ni-en-es” for theirs.

 

 

 

 

 

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Sunday Snippet, October 1 2017

More from Song and Sword, the first novel I published, since I’m working on a sequel and need the motivation.  This follows immediately after last week’s snippet, which ended with:

and the world shook.

The Orcs holding him lost their balance and he stumbled, struggling to stay on his feet as the ground bucked beneath him.  Dakkas stumbled across the floor to Kashrya, and with a strength born of pain and fury he pulled the Orc off of her and shoved him to the floor.

He reached for Kashrya and she clung to him for a moment, trying to find her balance as he pulled her from the table, the cavern collapsing around them as they ran, stumbling, holding each other.

“This way!” Kashrya said, tugging him toward a passageway. She didn’t know why that one, but it felt right, and Dakkas, having no more sense of where they were than she did, went with her.  The tunnel led upward, away from their cell, and, Dakkas hoped, toward the outside.

Behind them came sounds of panic, and screams of Orcs injured by the collapsing cavern. Ahead of them was silence, and all around them was darkness and nothing seemed real, not even the touch of their hands.  

The climb grew steeper and Kashrya stumbled, lagging farther and farther behind until Dakkas was practically dragging her.

 

 

 

 

Song and Sword cover

Blurb:
Pashevel: a simple Elven Bard — and the Crown Prince

Marlia: a Paladin of Arithen, the Elven God of Justice – seeking vengeance for the destruction of her village

Dakkas: heir to the Drow throne — if his father and elder half-brother don’t kill him first

Kashrya: raised among a tribe of nomadic Humans, she is unaware of her true heritage — or of the prophecy that made her mother an outcast

Their goal: build a bridge between the Elves and their outcast brethren, the Drow, reuniting them and undoing the damage caused in a time so far gone that history has become legend and legend has become myth.

But first, they have a problem to solve:  how do you stop a war that hasn’t started?

Available for Kindle at Amazon

and at Smashwords for everything else

 

Find more great reading
at the Sunday Snippet group.

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Rainbow Snippet for 9-30-2017

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Rainbow Snippets is a group for LGBTQ+ authors, bloggers, and readers to gather once a week and share six sentences from a work of fiction–a WIP or a finished work or even a 6-sentence book recommendation (no spoilers please!).   Check out all the other awesome snippets by clicking on the picture above.

More from Onyx Sun, (which really will be finished some day) picking up from last week.

 

Ni drew a deep breath, staring at the chamber. 

“He is a Ferelian.  They…”  Ni frowned.  “They are not native to the planet we were on.  They are from Ferelis Three and they are… They are a primitive people, they do not have space travel.”

“Then he did not get there by himself.”  She frowned.  “Isn’t Ferelis a proscribed system?”

“Very,” Ayess said.  “The penalty for going there is death.”

 

 

Ayess’ race does not have words for he/she/his/hers, etc, because they are (for lack of a better term) hermaphroditic. Their pronouns to refer to other members of their race are “ni” (for he/she/him/her), “ni-es” (his/hers), “ni-en” (they/them) and “ni-en-es” for theirs.

 

 

 

 

 

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Sunday Snippet, September 24 2017

More from Song and Sword, the first novel I published, since I’m working on a sequel and need the motivation.  This follows a bit after last week’s snippet.  Time has passed but neither is aware of how much.

 

They shoved him ahead of them to the well known torture chamber, but this time it was brightly lit – they wanted him to see what was happening.  Kashrya was lying on a stone table, held down by Orcs, her clothing stripped from her.  When she saw Dakkas she closed her eyes, unable to bear the look on his face, not wanting to see him as he was forced to watch…

He struggled, but the Orcs holding him just laughed and tightened their grips on his arms. Weak and weaponless, he could do nothing but watch helplessly as a large Orc advanced on Kashrya, his huge member erect. “Please, no,” he sobbed silently as Kashrya cried out in pain and fear as the Orc touched her, his huge rough hands squeezing her flesh, bruised and welted from her torture, his oversized manhood pressing against her as he gazed down at her, savoring her terror.  “Please don’t let this happen to her.”  

The Orc’s laughter covered her sobs as he covered her body with his and a cold anger descended on Dakkas.  Raising his head, he called out in Drow, calling upon Rathen, the God of Vengeance, to rain down upon them that which they had wrought…

As soon as the last word passed his lips Kashrya screamed, the Orc laughed, and the world shook.

 

 

 

 

Song and Sword cover

Blurb:
Pashevel: a simple Elven Bard — and the Crown Prince

Marlia: a Paladin of Arithen, the Elven God of Justice – seeking vengeance for the destruction of her village

Dakkas: heir to the Drow throne — if his father and elder half-brother don’t kill him first

Kashrya: raised among a tribe of nomadic Humans, she is unaware of her true heritage — or of the prophecy that made her mother an outcast

Their goal: build a bridge between the Elves and their outcast brethren, the Drow, reuniting them and undoing the damage caused in a time so far gone that history has become legend and legend has become myth.

But first, they have a problem to solve:  how do you stop a war that hasn’t started?

Available for Kindle at Amazon

and at Smashwords for everything else

 

Find more great reading
at the Sunday Snippet group.

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Rainbow Snippet for 9-23-2017

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Rainbow Snippets is a group for LGBTQ+ authors, bloggers, and readers to gather once a week and share six sentences from a work of fiction–a WIP or a finished work or even a 6-sentence book recommendation (no spoilers please!).   Check out all the other awesome snippets by clicking on the picture above.

More from Onyx Sun, (which really will be finished some day) picking up from last week.

 

“What happens if it fails with him inside?”

“He dies.”

 “Then let’s get him out of there.”

“No.”

Taliya turned to face Ayess, searching ni-es gaze. “Ayess…”

“No.  He… He killed everyone. Ripped them apart…”

The Araxian was shaking and she put a hand on ni-es arm.  “And if we let him die we will be no less killers than he is.  And we will never know why it happened.”

 

Ayess’ race does not have words for he/she/his/hers, etc, because they are (for lack of a better term) hermaphroditic. Their pronouns to refer to other members of their race are “ni” (for he/she/him/her), “ni-es” (his/hers), “ni-en” (they/them) and “ni-en-es” for theirs.

 

 

 

 

 

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Sunday Snippet, September 17 2017

More from Song and Sword, the first novel I published, since I’m working on a sequel and need the motivation.  This follows immediately after last week’s snippet.

 

“Kashrya,” he whispered softly. “Believe me, I would never knowingly do anything to bring you harm, and I will never stop blaming myself for whatever it was that I did that brought you here.”

“I don’t think you did anything,” she told him, her voice soft. “I think that they would have taken me even without using me as bait for you.”  She edged slightly closer to him. “Thank you, for trying to rescue me.”

“Some rescue,” he said bitterly.

“Don’t,” she pleaded.  “Don’t blame yourself.  You tried.  That’s more than anyone else would have done.”   She paused and swallowed hard. “That’s more than anyone else did.”          

“What do you mean?”

“Some of the men, they started to follow… but the chief called them back. He let the Orcs take me.”

If he ever got out of here, Dakkas vowed, that chief would pay…

 

Song and Sword cover

Blurb:
Pashevel: a simple Elven Bard — and the Crown Prince

Marlia: a Paladin of Arithen, the Elven God of Justice – seeking vengeance for the destruction of her village

Dakkas: heir to the Drow throne — if his father and elder half-brother don’t kill him first

Kashrya: raised among a tribe of nomadic Humans, she is unaware of her true heritage — or of the prophecy that made her mother an outcast

Their goal: build a bridge between the Elves and their outcast brethren, the Drow, reuniting them and undoing the damage caused in a time so far gone that history has become legend and legend has become myth.

But first, they have a problem to solve:  how do you stop a war that hasn’t started?

Available for Kindle at Amazon

and at Smashwords for everything else

 

Find more great reading
at the Sunday Snippet group.

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