Working On Taylor -Paranormal Ops, Inc.

I’m back to working on the manuscript for Taylor -Paranormal Ops Inc. I’m on chapter 18 that I have named Ripples. It deals with the ripples of magic that were felt by the bad guys when Taylor and Devon mated. The first half of the chapter dealt with William’s (the Big Baddie) reaction but it was only half a chapter (like 700-800 words). The second half of the chapter went back to the morning after with Taylor and Devon. The two parts didn’t flow well together.

So I kept the first part and instead of going back to T and D. I added Kaden’s  reaction. It’s not as “dark” as William’s but still keeps the tone and flow of the chapter.  Below is what I have so far for Kaden’s part. I still have a bit more to add to this chapter.

Kaden jerked upright in the narrow bed he had occupied since leaving his father’s castle. Empty bottles fell to the rough wooden floor. With a groan he grabbed his head as blinding pain washed through him.

“What the fuck?” he moaned, rocking back and forth. It was so intense he thought he was going to puke. Or it could just be the booze. As fast as it had hit him, it subsided, leaving a feeling of a powerful magic lingering. Groaning again, he swung his legs over the side of the bed and stood. The room swayed around him as he staggered to small bathroom and grabbed both sides of the door jamb and stilled, waiting for the world to stop moving. Kaden lifted his head and squinted at his image in the mirror above the sink.

“Fuckkk,” His hissed out. The man staring back at him was unshaven, the rough salt and pepper stubble almost thick enough to be called a beard. His pale blue eyes were bloodshot and rimmed with red, while the dark circles under them gave his face a deathly white hue. Kaden watched as the guy in the mirror licked his dry, cracked lips before using a hand to swipe at the dull, limp silver hair that was plastered to one cheek. He stepped into the bathroom stopping against the sink and leaning against for balance. Kaden swiped a hand over his face and closed his eyes.

“What the fuck did I do to myself?”  The words came out low and horse. He opened his eyes and gazed again at his reflection. And what was that surge of magic that through me?  Kaden shook his head only to have the room start to spin. He grabbed the sink with both hands and willed himself to keep standing. When the spinning stopped he reached to his left and twisted the knobs in the shower. As he waited for the water to heat, he tried to remember what had happened and how he gotten here. Just where the hell is here?

He stripped off the dirty jeans he’d woke up in and dropped them to the floor, he had no idea where his shirt or boots were and right now he didn’t care. All he wanted was to step into that shower, sober up, and figure out what was going on.

The heat of the water was a shock to both his body and mind. It streamed over his naked form, flowing over his chest and defining his tight abs. It caressed his flaccid cock before running down his strong thighs and legs. The steam swirled around him easing his aches. As the fog in his brain started to lift, flashes of the last two days and nights filled his head.  There had been booze, a lot of booze, which would account for how he felt and looked right now.

Frosted – Another Mistletoe North Pole Book

Frosted is going to be book 3 or 4 in my Mistletoe, North Pole series. I have a small blub for you from it. Enjoy!

The pace of life in Fort Yukon, Alaska was slow, but that was what Nurse Practitioner Jilly Rose had been looking for after a hectic year in a large Seattle hospital. Here no one wondered why she was able to heal people so fast. In Seattle she always had to cover her tracks. Her mother had been a skilled Healer Elf and Jilly had inherited those skills. Along with her small turned up nose, bright blonde hair, and sense of humor. Her ears looked only slightly pointed and she was taller than the average Elf, thanks to her human father.

The only thing missing from her life was someone to love. Then on dark, winter night in the midst of a furious snowstorm as she drove to check on a patient…

 Who am I? The tall, broad shouldered man questioned as he stumbled through the cold, wildly blowing snow. It whipped at his exposed skin as he trudged up the snowbank in front of him. He idly wondered why the cold didn’t affect him as he crested the snow bank and stumbled down the side onto a wide flat lane. Walking in the middle of the flat area, with the blizzard howling around him, he didn’t see the vehicle coming until it was on him. The last thing he did see before the car hit him was pair of shocked bright green eyes. Then everything went black.

Refreshed (Seeker — Part 35)

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Impromptu Promptlings

20161011_140424The Seeker paused and stared at the forest covered hill that rose beyond the lake. There settled amidst the thick trees and standing high above them was a beautiful castle. She had roamed these paths on several occasions, yet she had never come this way and discovered the beautiful fortress. She wondered who lived there. Surely it was someone great and noble.

As she stood there on the shore a family of swans floated into view. Two full-grown, a Cob and a Pen, and four cygnets. They were so beautiful. Even the little ones who had yet to grow their long necks and glorious feathers. It seemed fitting to her somehow that a family of the Creator’s creatures would inhabit the waters below the castle. She sensed that for all that it looked like a well-guarded fortress, there surely was a family living there. She chided herself for being girlishly…

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Confusion (Seeker — Part 34)

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Impromptu Promptlings

I apologize for the length of this post. I’ve struggled and struggled to articulate what I felt the Creator was wanting the Seeker to learn. I had drawn five cards in a row that seemed to all be a piece of the whole, and was able to include the first one in the last post leaving these four. But I was determined to get these all in the same post and move on. This is turning out to be more difficult than I anticipated! I have tended to try to tie too much of the tarot’s symbolism into the story. But perhaps once I move past this part it will revert to a story again. For those of you who are still hanging in there on this journey with me, you’re awesome and brave! 😀

20160927_132706The Seeker returned to her room and dressed for the day then went outside…

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Big News!

I did it! I published Santa Baby this morning! It will take 72 hrs to show up in Kindle. I’m both excited and terrified.

Excited because I set out to write and publish a book. It’s been a long journey with lots of stops and starts. This first book isn’t what I though would my first, but I’m damn proud to have finished it and get out there.

Terrified because this is so outside of my personal comfort zone. Publishing is like opening yourself up bad reviews, opinions, ridicule, etc. I’ve already seen a bit that even before the 72 hours are up. And from a place I least expected it.

I’m going to have to thicken my skin if I continue to write and publish. If I don’t I won’t survive the wonderful world of being a publish author.


Added: Cover for Santa Baby. Now on Amazon and iTunes!

Santa Baby

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