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Rainbow Snippet for 8-18-2018

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Still posting from Book Five of the Academy of the Accord (fantasy) series that I have been (and will be) working on for forever.

As promised, I’m skipping ahead and introducing Kordelm’s and Wellhym’s wizards, Caristen and Torlew. (They’ve actually been in the series since Book 2, and were met earlier in this one.) They’ve been away with Marsden, taking care of the headmaster of the orphanage that Draethlen came from.

(Senzu is an apprentice wizard and Draethlen is her Warder. She is not human and has a hard time trusting and believing in their bond, even though she’s the one that recognized it.)

The days passed in a steady routine – warrior training in the mornings, lessons with Senzu in the afternoons, evenings usually spent with Senzu, who remained slightly aloof, although there were times when her guard would slip and Draethlen would have a glimpse of her vulnerability, but the next time he saw her or spoke to her the distance would be there again. 

It was about a month after his arrival that Draethlen woke in the middle of the night to the feeling that something wasn’t right. Opening his eyes he saw two figures moving between the rows of bunks, their movements quiet and stealthy.

“Captains!” he shouted, sitting up and reaching for his sword, his heart pounding. “Intruders!”

 

 

 

 

 

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Sunday Snippet, August 12, 2018

I’m posting from Hedge House, a nearly completed first draft. Finishing it is going to be my project for Camp NaNoWriMo this month. I’m not quite sure whether to classify it as paranormal or urban fantasy; the two of them tend to blur together a lot for me.

Skipping ahead a bit from last week. Cara has reached her grandmother’s house (after a few wrong turns).

 

She stepped out of the car and pocketed the keys, taking a deep breath of the evening air and savoring the scent of freshly cut grass. A few birds squabbled in the hedge that surrounded the property and a gentle breeze rustled the leaves and brushed her hair, soothing her.

“I see you made it. Any trouble?”

Jacob’s now familiar voice was closer than she had expected and she jumped, startled.

“Not after I turned the wrong way three times.”

He chuckled, his blue eyes crinkling in his weathered face. “You did well finding it at all after all this time.” He sobered, his gaze sharpening as he studied her. “Any other trouble?”

“I… was delayed leaving the Starlight. The town mayor came to meet me.”

“Jonas.”

She nodded. There was a note of barely concealed contempt in the man’s voice and she shared the sentiment.

“The desk clerk called to tell him I was there.”

“Of course he did. Jonas owns the place. Come on, let’s get your luggage and drop it off in the house and then you can come on over to my place for some supper before you turn in. You look about ready to drop.”

 

Tentative Blurb:

When Cara Hawthorne returns to the childhood home she had been torn away from twenty years earlier, she thinks it will be to do nothing more than settle her grandmother’s estate and return to her job as a junior lawyer at a prestigious law firm in Tulsa.

But every nook and cranny of the house and gardens unearths long-buried memories, and when the town’s mayor sets his sights on her and the property she finds herself caught up in a centuries old battle with powers she has only barely begun to understand

 

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Rainbow Snippet for 8-11-2018

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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.

Still posting from Book Five of the Academy of the Accord (fantasy) series that I have been (and will be) working on for forever.

I’m wrapping up the scene with Kordelm, Wellhym, and Draethlen. Next week you’ll get to meet Kordelm’s and Wellhym’s wizards — they’re currently off helping Marsden take care of Draethlen’s old headmaster.

(For those just tuning in, Kordelm and Wellhym are warriors, captains at The Academy of the Accord, and they are lovers. Draethlen is a 10 year old cadet rescued from an orphanage where he was sexually abused by the headmaster.)

“As far as we are concerned,” Kordelm told him, “you are our little brother.”

“And we love you as we would a little brother,” Wellhym murmured. “Don’t ever forget that.”

“I won’t,” Draethlen promised.

“Good. Now, bedtime. We’ll roust you out in time for some lessons in protocol before breakfast.”

Wellhym pulled Draethlen’s blankets back and they both waited until he undressed and got into his cot, then Wellhym pulled his blankets up and brushed his hair back. “It’s going to be all right,” he told him. “You are going to make it through all of this and be so much stronger than you can currently believe.”

“Thank you,” Draethlen said. “I – I promise I won’t let you down.”

“We know you won’t,” Kordelm said, smiling. “And we promise not to let you down, either.”

 

 

 

 

 

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Sunday Snippet, August 5, 2018

I’m posting from Hedge House, a nearly completed first draft.

I’m picking up from last week. Cara met the town mayor while checking out of the hotel and he asked her out for dinner.

“I’m not sure how long I’m going to be in town,” she replied. “I just came for the funeral and then I’ll be going back to Tulsa.”

He nodded. “We’ll be sorry to see you go. If you need any help at all, don’t hesitate to call me.” He handed her a business card. “If you decide to sell the house and business I’m sure I can find a buyer.”

“Sell…?” She looked up from the card, confused.

“You don’t know? Your grandmother left everything to you. Apparently she never took into consideration the fact that you might have a life elsewhere.”

Something in his tone rankled, reminding her too much of her mother’s attitude toward her grandmother, but she forced herself to remain polite. 

 

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Rainbow Snippet for 8-4-2018

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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.

Still posting from Book Five of the Academy of the Accord (fantasy) series that I have been (and will be) working on for forever.

I’m picking up from last week, where Draethlen asked Wellhym if he and Kordelm were lovers.

(For those just tuning in, Kordelm and Wellhym are warriors, captains at The Academy of the Accord, and they are lovers. Draethlen is a 10 year old cadet rescued from an orphanage where he was sexually abused by the headmaster.)

“Drae,” Kordelm said, suddenly serious again. “Did the headmaster tell you that he was doing those things because he loved you?”

Draethlen looked down, not wanting to meet their eyes. “Yes.” His voice was barely a whisper.

“But you know that wasn’t love?”

“Yes.” His voice was a bit stronger, more certain.

“And do you also know,” Wellhym said slowly, as he realized where his partner was going with these questions, “that just because we are not doing what he did, that doesn’t mean we don’t care about you? Because we do.”

Kordelm nodded in agreement, but Draethlen barely saw him; his eyes were filling with tears and making it hard to see. Suddenly both men were on their knees and they were holding him, and instead of flinching away from their touch he reached out to them as well.

 

 

 

 

 

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Sunday Snippet, July 29, 2018

I’m posting from Hedge House, a nearly completed first draft. Finishing it is going to be my project for Camp NaNoWriMo this month. I’m not quite sure whether to classify it as paranormal or urban fantasy; the two of them tend to blur together a lot for me.

I’m picking up a bit from last week — Cara is at the front desk, checking out of the motel.

 

The door opened and another man entered. He was tall, well-built, with dark hair and dark eyes, and too well-dressed to be a patron.  

“Miss Hawthorne?”

“Yes?”

“I’m Jonas Blackthorn, the town mayor. I’d heard you were here and wanted to extend my condolences, and offer to assist you in any way I could.”

“Thank you, Mr. Blackthorn.” Cara forced a smile around her instant dislike for the man. “News travels fast here.”

“I called him,” Bryan said. “I figured he’d want to know you were here.”

“Indeed I did. I didn’t even know you were coming. Perhaps after things have settled we can go for dinner?”

 

Tentative Blurb:

When Cara Hawthorne returns to the childhood home she had been torn away from twenty years earlier, she thinks it will be to do nothing more than settle her grandmother’s estate and return to her job as a junior lawyer at a prestigious law firm in Tulsa.

But every nook and cranny of the house and gardens unearths long-buried memories, and when the town’s mayor sets his sights on her and the property she finds herself caught up in a centuries old battle with powers she has only barely begun to understand

 

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Rainbow Snippet for 7-28-2018

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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.

Still posting from Book Five of the Academy of the Accord (fantasy) series that I have been (and will be) working on for forever.

I’m picking up from last week, where Draethlen asked Wellhym if he and Kordelm were lovers.

(For those just tuning in, Kordelm and Wellhym are warriors, captains at The Academy of the Accord, and they are lovers. Draethlen is a 10 year old cadet rescued from an orphanage where he was sexually abused by the headmaster.)

“Of course it’s all right that you didn’t like what he did,” Wellhym said. “We don’t like what he did to you either.”

“In fact,” Kordelm said, “that’s probably the reason that we are here instead of with Marsden and our wizards.”

Draethlen tilted his head questioningly and Wellhym chuckled. “Kord got a little… agitated… when Marsden told us what had happened. If we’d gone, I’m sure that your former headmaster would be dying a slow and gruesome death.”

Draethlen glanced at Kordelm: his eyes were flashing in remembered anger and his jaw was clenched, his muscles tight. Seeing Draethlen looking at him, he let out a slow breath. “I did fly off the handle a bit,” he admitted.

“A bit? Marsden thought you were going to turn his chairs into firewood.”

Kordelm shrugged. “I didn’t, though.”

 

 

 

 

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Sunday Snippet, July 22, 2018

I’m posting from Hedge House, a nearly completed first draft. Finishing it is going to be my project for Camp NaNoWriMo this month. I’m not quite sure whether to classify it as paranormal or urban fantasy; the two of them tend to blur together a lot for me.

I’m picking up from last week.

The room was moderately clean – if you didn’t look in the bathroom – and briefly Cara considered returning the key and driving another half hour to Clairville, a slightly larger town with better accommodations. Instead, she pulled her phone out of her pocket and called Jacob.

“I’m here,” she said when he answered.

“Where are you?”

“I have a room at the Starlight Inn, number 106.”

“Get out of there,” he said tersely. Something in his voice sent a chill tingling through her spine. “There’s a whole house here for you where you’ll be a lot more comfortable,” he added more gently. “And a lot safer.”

“All right.” The relief in her voice surprised her. “To tell you the truth, I’m not feeling too comfortable with this place.”

“As well you shouldn’t. Do you need directions? I know you were just a little thing when you left here.”

“I think I can find it. I remember it being on a hill just outside of town.”

“It’s still there,” he said dryly, and she smiled at the humor.

 

 

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Rainbow Snippet for 7-21-2018

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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.

Still posting from Book Five of the Academy of the Accord (fantasy) series that I have been (and will be) working on for forever.

I’m picking up from last week, where Draethlen asked Wellhym if he and Kordelm were lovers.

(For those just tuning in, Kordelm and Wellhym are warriors, captains at The Academy of the Accord, and they are lovers. Draethlen is a 10 year old cadet rescued from an orphanage where he was sexually abused by the headmaster.)

“There’s something else to consider, too,” Kordelm said, his voice unusually serious as he joined them and sat down next to Wellhym. “You’re young yet, Drae. Some know early on that they are different, and some don’t discover it until they are older.  You have been forced into a position where you had to do things you weren’t even ready to think about yet.”

Draethlen looked at him uncertainly, not sure what he was saying. 

“In short, you are too young, and too… unaware… of what you really want.” Kordelm’s smile was warm and understanding. “It would be very, very wrong for us – for anyone – to take advantage of your confusion.”

Draethlen nodded slowly, turning their words over in his mind. “So, maybe I really don’t…  It’s all right that I didn’t like what he did?”

 

 

 

 

 

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Sunday Snippet, July 15, 2018

I’m posting from Hedge House, a nearly completed first draft. Finishing it is going to be my project for Camp NaNoWriMo this month. I’m not quite sure whether to classify it as paranormal or urban fantasy; the two of them tend to blur together a lot for me.

I’m picking up from last week, with Cara checking into a somewhat unsavory motel.

 

“I’d like a room, please.”

“How long do you need it for?”

“I don’t know. Maybe a week, maybe just tonight.”

“You alone?”

“I’m here for my grandmother’s funeral.”

“Grandmother’s funeral?”He seemed confused for a moment as he reoriented his opinion of her. “Belle Hawthorne?”

She nodded. “I’m Cara Hawthorne.”

He handed her a key, his demeanor changing. “The room on the end. I’ll make sure not to put anyone in the room next to you so you won’t be disturbed.”

“Thank you.” She pulled her wallet out of her purse and handed him her credit card but he waved it off.

“No charge for you. Your grandmother was loved by just about everyone in town. We’re all grieving with you.”

 

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