Sunday Snippet: On the Circuit

Man, I can't believe August is almost over. It's been a chaotic month between work, unexpected challenges, and other factors crowding each other out for attention. Geez. Between the road construction everywhere, my car needing a new alternator, and the dogs needing their check-ups but unable to go because of the car issue … yeah, wild week.

I did have a solid work week. I finished up some projects and started new ones. I got a surprise turnaround that happened a lot sooner than I expected. I'm filling September and some of October, which is great.

Had a pretty good viewing week. I made it through my regular shows and finished up one of my back burners. I get to start the second season this week!

Watched an episode of Miss Fisher's Murder Mysteries and enjoyed the rewatch. Again, this show is such a comfort view for me.

Enjoyed another episode of Madame Blanc Mysteries. I've got a weird feeling all isn't great between Dom and Jean, and that makes me a little sad. I loved the split mysteries even if Gloria's dad irritates the crap out of me. So much fun watching the team take down the con artists.

Caught the holiday episode for season fourteen of Death in Paradise. Not sure if I like the new guy, especially since he, like the actor who played Neville, has already been featured on the show. We'll see how it goes.

Watched another episode of Poirot and ended up enjoying more than I thought I would. It's fun to see Hastings get a moment to shine.

Elementary had a very fun episode. Thoroughly enjoyed Sherlock going head-to-head with the imposter. Also quite liked Joan and her stepdad's interactions.

Caught another Batman Beyond and it's one I didn't remember much, but I ended up enjoying.

Enjoyed another episode of Lower Decks. One thing I absolutely love about the show is the theme song. I know. Weird. But it's actually perfect for the show.

Finally, I watched the season one finale of Reacher, and it did not disappoint. I'm very satisfied with the season overall. I'm thrilled Picard ended up being part of the counterfeiting ring because there's no other explanation for how Charlie and Roscoe were found. Also loved that Paul ended up not being dead. Basically, the first season rocked. And … great to finally see adult Joe, but I didn't quite get the whole brothers looking so much alike thing as grown-ups. The flashbacks to their childhood, I definitely saw how they could be mixed up. I would really, really like to find out why the brothers hadn't talked much. Who knows, maybe season two will have more on that.

That's pretty much if for the life update this week. Tonight's post is from On the Circuit, a novella that combines the thrill of rodeos with dragons.

Here's the miniblurb:

The popularity of breaking dragons on the rodeo trail lures Reggie Pitch to test her mettle as a bullfighter. She works her way up from green recruit and tries out for the big show with Dwight Merlyn as her trainer, which proves intimidating because not only is he attractive as hell, he's a third-generation handler and his family breeds the rankest, meanest beasts on the circuit

And a preview snippet…

Reggie took a moment to scan the dim interior of the bar and spotted Dwight headed her way. "Damn, he cleans up nice." Without the face paint, the angles and planes of his face created a fine visage.

He nodded when he reached her side. "Grab a table?" He tilted his head toward a cozy corner one.

Reggie lifted her chin. "Sure." She didn't trust herself to say more … not yet.

Without Sam acting as a barrier, she questioned her offer to buy Dwight a drink. The wild attraction she had for him could get out of hand. She didn't want to jeopardize her move up to the big show events.

Dwight settled in the seat perpendicular to hers. "In case it needs saying, you're on the roster. I made it official during the award presentations. The family welcomes you to the team." He signaled for a server.

Reggie grinned. "Thank you. Definitely makes up for the shitty start to the night." She paused and gave her order to the pretty waitress. "And I'm buying his first round."

Dwight tipped his chin upward. "Usual for me." He waited for the staff member to leave then directed his attention to Reggie. "I should be buying. To celebrate your move up to the big show."

Reggie shrugged. "Next time. After I sign the contract." Bold to make the assumption he'd want there to be a next time.

Dwight's lips curved. "That'll work even if it seems unfair to make you pay after everything that went down earlier." He kicked back in his chair. "Mind if I ask how you ended up with Nordstrom?" His head tilted to one side.

Reggie winced. "Met him when I worked in the diner over in Tempest." She paused when the server returned with their drinks. "I went to all the rodeos. Loved the thrill of watching the events. Sam came in one night, and he'd remembered me as a regular at the venue." She rolled a shoulder. "We hooked up and when he made the move up to the next level, he asked if I wanted to ride along." She shook her head. "I don't regret leaving with him, and he wasn't always so heavy-handed." Her mouth twisted. "That started when I got opportunities from the event managers. Women bullfighters aren't common, and I drew attention." Which Sam loved at first because some of that shine rubbed off on him.

Until it didn't anymore.

Reggie met Dwight's gaze. "But we were good for a while … then we weren't." She really didn't want to talk about Sam. "Can we talk about something else? Like you maybe?" Her lips curved in a half-smile.

Dwight snorted. "Not much you don't know about me. My story is common knowledge."

Reggie waved a hand. "Yeah, yeah. Third gen fighter and wrangler. The brochure face for the Merlyn clan." She put her forearms on the table and leaned in. "What happens behind the scenes?" During training, Dwight proved to be tight-lipped about his family's dragon stock program.

Dwight shrugged. "The usual family drama. I mean, for the most part, we all get along. But we also have our own roles and talents. Mine happens to be bullfighting and training others to do the work to our standard." He dipped his chin. "As you know, not everyone makes the grade."

True. She started her training with four other people and two didn't make the cut. So far, she'd been the only one to move up to the big show.

Dwight drained half of his ale. "What drew you to bullfighting?" He leaned in closer, mimicking her pose with his forearms on the table.

Reggie chuckled. "Honestly? I kind of stumbled into it." She leaned back, getting comfortable to tell the story. "Several months after I left with Sam, one of the local venues was one person shy of having enough fighters to meet the required number to put on the event. They needed someone—anyone—in a hurry." Her fingers traced a circle on the table. "Sam asked if I wanted to volunteer." She looked up and met Dwight's gaze. "I did and fell in love with the work."

Dwight's eyes widened. ""You had zero training for your first experience with dragons? That's dangerous." His tone held a note of disbelief.

Reggie laughed. "Yeah, I know that now." She shook her head. "Thankfully, I seem to have an aptitude for not getting trampled."

Dwight braced his shoulders on the back of the chair. "That's seriously amazing." He held her gaze. "Actually, no, you're pretty amazing." His eyes went dark and sexy. "You proved that out there tonight."

Reggie's breath caught. "Means a lot to hear that coming from you, especially with your background." She swallowed the unexpected lump in her throat. "You took my raw ability and tempered it into bankable talent. I can't thank you enough for that." Or for the opportunity to stand on her own…

Dwight leaned forward again and grasped her hand. "No thanks necessary. You have skill. I just gave you the tools and knowledge to use it." His thumb brushed over her skin.

Reggie's nerve endings crackled to life. "What happens now?" She didn't elaborate … she didn't need to.

Dwight's lips curved in a wolflike smile. "Whatever you want. I'm interested. But if you want to take some time to move on from Sam, I'd get it."

Reggie finished her drink in one long gulp. "Don't need time." She got to her feet, keeping hold of his palm. "Your cabin or mine?" Using her free hand, she placed a few bills on the table.

Dwight rose. "Whichever is closer…"

I'm having so much fun writing this story. Reggie finally hit the big time, and she's not going to waste the opportunity in or out of the arena.

 

That's it for this week.

Cheers!

Skye

Sunday Snippet: On Ice

Whew. Very long week of scorching temperatures and tinder-dry conditions. We need some rain in a big way. Also, the end of my street is closed, which is kind of inconvenient but not terrible. It's the height of construction season and it shows with multiple road projects going on.

Super busy week with work projects and shifting my schedule around a little. I'm very happy to have a full calendar even when it overwhelms me a little.

School starts this week and I'm excited for my husband, who really enjoys interacting with the students, teachers, and staff. Looking forward to hearing how his first week goes with the kids coming back.

Had a decent viewing week. Made it most of the way through my shows, including one of my back-burner ones. It also looks like a few of my faves are getting ready to return to my streamers.

Started season two of Miss Fisher's Murder Mysteries and enjoyed all the newcomers. Jack's former wife and his father-in-law along with Dottie's sister. Phryne doing a fan dance also ended up being fun.

Enjoyed the mystery on Madame Blanc Mysteries. Kind of fun having John back but I'm hoping it's not going to be a lot of him. Also wondering if there are some cracks in Jean and Dom's relationship. I'll be a little sad if there are.

Finished up season thirteen of Death in Paradise. I'm oddly sad to say goodbye to Neville. But I'm really thrilled he's leaving with Florence. A fitting end for the character.

Watched another episode of Poirot and quite enjoyed the mystery. Having the ongoing Monopoly game going throughout the episode was fun.

Elementary ended up being very interesting. Having Sherlock working with Moreland ended up being entertaining and I'm very interested and wary of why Moreland is really in New York. That ending hinted that all may not be what it seems, which isn't that surprising. I hope it gives Joan the chance to kick ass on Sherlock's behalf.

Caught another episode of Batman Beyond and loved how Terry and Max teamed up to handle Curare. This was a great episode.

Lower Decks once again charmed and annoyed me. That's the running theme for this show. That said, I enjoy it enough to definitely keep watching.

Got most of an episode of Reacher viewed. It's the penultimate ep so I'm paying close attention to the details. Because … details matter. Just saying.

Peak Practice is hopefully back on target for this week. I started a new episode but didn't get all the way through.

That's it for the life update this week. Tonight's post is from On Ice, a novella that puts a couple on opposing sides of a conflict and one pushes the other a little too far.

Here's the miniblurb:

A battle is brewing between opposing magical factions and Paley Knoff and Birk Southampton are charged with readying their troops. Paley thinks Birk is taking the threat too seriously and when he ignores her in favor of adding more training, she pushes him a little too far, leaving him no choice but to put her on ice until she remembers who's in charge.

And a preview snippet…

Birk turned the water on to let it warm up and watched Paley shed her clothes.

This part of being partners in work and life they did well. The rest? Yeah, the rest needed some major work. The woman drove him around the bend with her contradictory and contrary methodology. And, lately, they'd had a hard time coming to terms about anything work related, which started to spill over their personal life.

But a little stress relief … might help. His gaze wandered from her painted toenails up to her toned thighs then over the flare of her hips. Maybe they should just stay naked all the time. His lips quirked and he glanced up to meet her gaze.

She arched a brow. "Better keep up. You're a bit overdressed." She reached forward and popped the button of his dungarees.

Birk took her hint and yanked his shirt off then dropped his pants. "All caught up." Nudging her toward the shower, he ducked in behind her.

Paley let the water sluice over her head and down her body. She moved around behind Birk and gave him room to step under the spray. He bent his head, the water raining down and over his back. Paley's hands gripped his shoulders, then smoothed down his spine and around either side of his waist. Her fingers found his hard length and curled around it.

Tension drained from his body. Between the hot water raining down over him and Paley's nimble handiwork, he could almost forget the huge task in front of them. And for the rest of the night, he would.

Angling to one side of the stall, he turned toward Paley and drew her closer. His mouth met hers and his hands cupped her ass. She moaned low in her throat, showing her patience wearing thin. Bracing his shoulders against the wall, he slid down a little then urged her to straddle his thighs.

Paley didn't break the kiss when she draped her legs over his and slid over his cock in one smooth glide downward. Her warm heat surrounded him, and he relaxed, shedding another layer of stress and turmoil. Paley's lips ghosted along his jawline, a hot breath fanning against his ear, and her hips rocked steadily back and forth.

Digging her fingers into his biceps, she increased the pace and arched her back, bringing her breasts into contact with his chest. Birk skimmed his hands along her sides then brushed his thumbs over her hardened nipples. Paley sucked in a breath before snaring his mouth with hers again.

The stall filled with steam and the sound of low moans and panting bursts of air coming from both of them. Birk flexed his thighs, driving upward to meet the roll of her hips. The added friction sent Paley over the edge, and she shuddered through an orgasm. Birk followed quickly behind, finding his release buried deep inside her.

Paley slid gently from his lap and ducked under the spray. Birk eased in behind her and they rinsed off together. She cut the water, cracked the door open, and reached for a towel. Birk took the fluffy material and wrapped it around her then grabbed one for himself. She turned toward him and rested her head on his shoulder.

Pressing a kiss to the top of her head, he traced a water droplet from her temple to her chin. "We definitely needed that." Easing away from her, he nodded toward the bedroom. "Round two in five?"

Paley's lips quirked. "I'm down with that."

Ahhhh, the calm before the storm. Birk and Paley will be butting heads in the very near future.

 

That's it for this week.

Cheers!

Skye

Sunday Snippet: Old Wounds

The first full week of August kind of flew by. We had a power outage and mobile phone outage on the same night, which made for a long six hours. Also kind of weird since there wasn't a storm or anything that would be a normal reason for the loss.

Very busy week with work projects and September is looking like another busy month. I'm definitely not complaining. I miss having dedicated writing time, but I also squeeze that in whenever I can.

The school year starts next week, which means the husband will be at his new position in the elementary school. He truly wishes he'd had this job thirty years ago. I can't blame him. He drove almost an hour each way for twenty-plus years. The schools in our district are all less than five miles away and the elementary school is three blocks from our house.

Had my daughter home for several days this week and we had a great time catching up. She even had me cut her hair, which turned out really well. Always love it when she asks me to help with stuff like that.

Had a solid viewing week and made it through my whole slate of shows, including my two back-burner ones. Not sure what the upcoming week will bring but hoping to keep on target.

Started the week with Miss Fisher's Murder Mysteries and finished up the first season. Can't wait to start season two. Another one of my favorite episodes is coming up.

Caught another Madame Blanc Mysteries and really enjoyed the twisty turns in this one. This season is shaping up to be a lot of fun. I like Charlie and Simone so it's good to see them again.

Watched another episode of Death in Paradise and it's the penultimate episode before the season thirteen finale. So great to have Florence back, even if only for a brief time. Looking forward to the finale.

Enjoyed an episode of Poirot. This one was a lot of fun, especially having Poirot sneaking into a house and getting caught. And spending a night in jail to boot!

Caught an episode of Elementary and very much enjoyed Sherlock figuring out Alfredo needed some support. The mystery ended up being pretty interesting also.

Watched another episode of Batman Beyond and it's one I remembered. Always fun to see Bruce and Barbara spar, and I loved Terry trusting Bruce to help him.

Lower Decks again charmed and annoyed me. I've come to kind of accept that's how this show is going to be for me. I did really like the teamwork in this one.

Finished up the episode of Peak Practice from last week and even started the new episode. Have to finish it this week.

Finally, Reacher. Man. This show. I truly get the hype around it. So many revelations. Finlay. Yeah, didn't see that one coming. Explains a lot. Roscoe. Badass. Seriously. I'm on the fence with Charlie's admission about Hubbel. I think there's more to the story there. And Reacher having the light-bulb moment with the last-standing professor was excellent. Here's hoping she stays alive. Can't wait to watch the next episode!

That's it for the life update this week. Tonight's post is from Old Wounds, a novella that explores what one member of a couple is willing to do to support the other.

Here's the miniblurb:

When Abbot Isley's father lies near death, Nixie Grimm is willing to open old wounds to help him cope. Taking a trip down memory lane is not her favorite thing, but Abbot's steadfast support triggers a healing process she didn't know she needed and lets her move forward—with Abbot.

And a preview snippet…

Abbot loved Nixie. She cut to the chase without being nasty. He didn't have the cranial fortitude to go a full round with Barton. Punching the other man in the face ranked at the top of Abbot's list right now.

Wence lifted his chin. "We're trying, Abbot. I've called in the best."

Finally, some good news.

Abbot gave a nod. "Does that mean Kira is on board?" Kira Landry topped the list as the most talented among them.

She wove intricate spells and her knowledge of magickal healing rivaled Barton's entire team. Abbot had a deep well of respect for her even if she often disagreed with the council's methods of ruling the realm.

Barton glanced away. "Well, no. We didn't think Isaac would appreciate having his arch nemesis and leading detractor trying to heal him." His gaze snapped back to Abbot.

Abbot waved a hand. "I don't care. Get her in." He looked toward Nixie who gave a nod. "I'm confident Kira will put their differences aside and help." He paused a moment. "Honestly? She's probably my dad's only chance." He wouldn't share why he chose to be so adamant … but Kira and his father love each other deeply.

They were often at odds when it came to mage politics, but she'd move and use whatever she has at her disposal to make sure Isaac lived.

Wence opened his mouth to argue, but Nixie held up a hand and jerked her head back and forth. "Don't. You said yourself you're trying, and you called in the best. If you haven't called Kira, you have not called in the best."

Barton's face flamed red. "Abbot, why would you want her here? She's so…" He trailed off, either unwilling or unable to finish his thought.

Abbot didn't have that problem. "She's unconventional. Is that it? Nothing you've done has worked so far. She won't be afraid to dig in and solve the problem."

Wence tsked. "I won't have her meddling. She can't just come in here—"

Abbot cut him off. "Yes. She can. You can take your best and get out. Now."

Barton backpedaled. "Now, Abbot. Hold on a second here."

Nixie stepped between the men. "You heard him." She angled her head around. "I'll make the call. Go be with your dad." She grasped Barton's elbow and yanked him toward the door.

Abbot heaved a sigh. He'd be lost without Nix right now.

I'm rather happy with how this story is coming together. Two strong characters offering comfort or a swift kick is fun to write.

 

That's it for this week.

Cheers!

Skye

Sunday Snippet: Numb

Whew. Ended up being a long week between work, home, and other projects. The biggest and best one is helping my daughter edit her final paper for her master's degree. I'm so proud of her!

I made a small dent in the great cleanout project. Didn't get a lot accomplished but made a bit of progress, which I'll take.

Finished up two work projects and continued on with two more. I have another two in flux and two new ones coming sometime this week. Excited to stay busy!

Pretty good week for viewing. I got through my full round of shows and finished up one from last week. I'm still working on one of the others.

Started with Miss Fisher's Murder Mysteries and it was one of my favorite episodes. I love a good masquerade or costume party.

Caught another episode of Madame Blanc Mysteries and enjoyed Gloria and Nick working together. Hope to see more of that in future episodes.

Enjoyed an episode of Death in Paradise. The run-up to Neville leaving is turning out to be a lot of fun. And always good to see Dwayne back. Looking forward to the next episode.

Finished up the two-part Poirot and loved how the resolution came together. I like it when the infallible Poirot gets off on the wrong track for a bit.

Watched another episode of Elementary and quite enjoyed the mystery. Also enjoyed Joan handling her detractor and Sherlock acting as the support system afterward.

Enjoyed an episode of Batman Beyond. I remembered this one from my original watch. A lot of fun.

Caught an episode of Lower Decks and, again, ended up being equally charmed and annoyed. I think that's my standard for this show.

Finished up the Reacher episode from last week and wow. Gotta say I didn't see the ending coming, which is always a good thing. Hoping I can get a full episode in this week.

Almost finished an episode of Peak Practice. Things are getting very messy in the relationship departments for everyone, and Sam, whew, what a huge pile he's getting ready to step into.

That's pretty much it for the life update this week. Tonight's post is from Numb, a novella where a couple has to face a huge challenge without losing sight of each other.

Here's the miniblurb:

Cyan Fitch and Theron Dibney have a great relationship—hot sex, rock solid friendship, and mutual respect. When a mostly lethal virus tears through their community, the couple works side by side to help as many as possible, but it takes a toll. They can't quite get comfortably numb while they face the devastating losses and neither is willing to bend for fear they'll break.

And a preview snippet…

Cyan Fitch stood with a shoulder braced on the door jamb to her mother's lab. "Hey, Mom. You've been here for three days. You might want to take a break." Not that she would because their fae brethren were dropping like stars in the sky.

Ciara arched her brows then pointed to a book. "Get that, will you. And no, I'm not taking a break. I've got to figure this out." She grabbed two tomes and set them beside the one Cyan retrieved.

Cyan took a seat on the stool at the worktable. "No luck yet, I take it?" Her mom had the distracted look she always got when answers were just out of reach.

Ciara shook her head. "Not yet. I have a thread to pull and might be able to trace the origin of this damn virus."

A mostly lethal strain. One that didn't act like a normal virus that could be treated with spells or concoctions. The ratio of the dead to the survivors had widened each of the past six weeks.

Ciara paused after opening all three books. "I could use your help getting the afflicted to various hostels in a centralized location so they can maybe be treated and cured." Her lips thinned to a flat line. "Or die with dignity." She shook her head and turned to find another resource.

Cyan couldn't say no … not when her mom rarely asked for help. "I can do that. I'll start with Werther's and when that's filled, I'll move on to Shasta House." The two hostels had the most beds, and both owners were amiable and owed Ciara more than a few favors.

Ciara nodded. "Plan on finding at least two more." She bookmarked a section and moved to one of the other books. "Work with Theron. You shouldn't try to go it alone on this."

The suggestion didn't sting like it once might have. Cyan learned a while ago that being a solo act didn't always get things done, and she worked well with Theron Dibney.

Even when they often got caught up in pushing boundaries and crossing lines between work and personal lives.

Cyan lifted her chin. "All right. What do you plan to do?" If she needed Cyan to gather everyone together, Ciara had a reason.

Her mom gave Cyan a grim smile. "Consult the dark arts because nothing else has worked."

Theron entered at that moment. "You'll have a fight on your hands. The council will deal harshly with you if they find out." He nodded to Cyan and sat on the stool next to hers.

No doubt her mom sent for him. Probably before Cyan even agreed to work with him.

Ciara grunted. "They can do whatever they deem necessary … after I figure out how to stop this." She paused for a moment, took a deep breath, and exhaled slowly. "What I'm going to say goes no further." She met and held Theron's gaze then Cyan's.

Both silently agreed to her stipulation.

Ciara lowered her voice. "I'm solidly convinced the council is at the root of everything. I'm just not sure how yet."

Theron jerked his head back. "You think they unleashed the virus?" His tone incredulous, he stiffened.

Ciara gave a quick head shake. "Probably not … but I do think the responsibility will land at their feet." She flipped through several pages and frowned.

Cyan narrowed her eyes. "That means revenge, retaliation, or remonstration." Which had seriously nasty undertones.

Theron lifted one shoulder. "Not like they haven't made enemies … especially in the last decade." His stance relaxed with some relief.

Ciara turned and pulled down two more books. "They've had a chokehold on the population and aren't keen to change the status quo." She sent a hard look over her shoulder. "And resentment is strong out there."

Cyan slid off the stool. "So is stagnation. I can't wrap my head around someone or a group of someones having the power to unleash something on this level." Then again, change often came in the most unexpected ways.

Theron got to his feet. "What's the plan for us?" He shifted his gaze between Cyan and Ciara.

Cyan motioned for him to follow her. "I'll brief you on the way…"

So far, this story is going the way I hoped with a few small surprises. Can't wait to finish it up and see how it ends.

 

That's it for this week.

Cheers!

Skye

Sunday Snippet: Nowhere Good

Another month end is almost in sight. August is gearing up to be a busy month for me and I'm excited and exhausted at the same time. I love being busy and having projects on my calendar but also have to remember to take time to decompress.

Cleanout project stalled again. I had deadlines to meet and also got a new office chair that needed assembly. Have to admit it's comfy.

Had a solid work week with several projects ongoing and two that needed to be finished. I got those out of the way and started a new one that's a long procedural.

Pretty good week of viewing. Made it through a full round of shows and started both of my back-burner ones.

Started with Miss Fisher's Murder Mysteries and enjoyed the backstory of Janie and Phryne. Almost through the first season.

Started the new season of Madame Blanc Mysteries and a holiday episode. Looking forward to more of this show.

Caught another episode of Death in Paradise. Kind of sad to see Marlon go. He ended up growing on me. Thrilled to see JP back for a brief appearance. The mystery also gave Marlon time to shine, which is nice for his final ep.

Watched another episode of Poirot, which is the first of two parts. Looking forward to seeing how this one ends. A super-young Polly Walker is a guest star!

Enjoyed an episode of Elementary. I haven't quite decided how I feel about Moreland sticking around for a while, but I did like his interaction with Sherlock. The case also proved to be interesting.

Caught another episode of Batman Beyond and have vague memories of this one the first time around. Always fun to have Shriek back.

Watched another episode of Lower Decks. This show annoys and charms me in equal measure. I did quite like the interaction between mom and daughter even when I rolled my eyes several times.

Started an episode of Peak Practice. I didn't quite manage to finish it but will get it done this week. I hope!

Also started and got most of the way through another episode of Reacher. I only stopped because I couldn't keep my eyes open. That's what watching a show at four a.m. will do.

That's it for the life update this week. Tonight's post is from Nowhere Good, a novella that explores how a couple resolves an age-old conflict.

Here's the miniblurb:

After wiping out a rival fae faction's hell spawn, Adrian Stock plants a hot kiss on Shaun Henrickton, a fellow enforcer, and their world tilts sideways. They've got custom and ritual, protocol, and baggage between them and if they cave to their baser feelings, the outcome can't go anywhere good.

And a preview snippet…

Adrian sat through Matilda's examination. "You don't have to check the sirens. We got them to the safe house without incident." They'd be a little crowded for a couple of days.

Matilda smoothed a cool salve over Adrian's burns. "Good to know. You and Shaun make a hell of a team." After recapping the jar, she held her palm over the injury and closed her eyes, muttering an incantation over and over.

The brief respite gave Adrian time to unpack her thoughts. Shaun did make a great partner. But would he still? The silence coming back to the estate after seeing to the sirens put her out of sorts. Because of the kiss. She and Shaun usually had a million things to talk about. But neither spoke a word on the journey back. Because of the kiss.

She chastised herself. Such a stupid thing to do. Ruling families did not mix with the lower classes. And she definitely didn't qualify for ruling status. Her family would be disappointed she'd initiated something with Shaun.

She mumbled under her breath. "Not that his family is any better." Even if Shaun didn't think like them.

His family wanted to keep the old ways. Seven families ruled over the rest of the population and made sure everyone stayed in their own lane. The regular folk like the Stocks pushed back, trying to form a council that would better represent all beings in the glade.

Matilda gently squeezed her fingers around Adrian's. "There. Are you still feeling any pain?"

Adrian made a slow fist. "No. None. Thank you." She started to get up.

Matilda nudged her back down. "Uh-uh. I want you to stay here tonight. Consider it a favor to me. But I want to be here if you have any aftereffects." Her steady gaze bored into Adrian's.

Adrian slumped. "You think I'll have nightmares." She might … even if it had been years since her last one after Bent's death.

Matilda nodded. "It's possible. And if you have one, I'd rather it be here where I can help."

What she didn't say? If she had one, being here wouldn't pull her mom and dad into the fray. They still struggled with the loss of their only son.

Adrian sighed. "Okay. But if I don't have any, I'm heading to the cottage in the morning." She lived behind her parent's house in the old gatekeeper's residence.

Matilda smiled. "As you wish." She got up and put her supplies away. "For now, I have to make my rounds. Help yourself to anything you need. The spare room is already made up for you." She bustled around, grabbing her satchel and a jacket then heading out of the suite.

Adrian settled back into the cushion of the chair. "Leaving me alone with my thoughts can't go wrong, right?" She snorted.

Why worry? She had no chance with Shaun. He'd reached the age where he had to find a mate. Someone the seven houses approved of.

Rolling her eyes, she shook her head. "Definitely don't want to be around for that." But … the reason she kissed him had everything to do with the ticking clock.

Because she had to know what it would be like. Just once. To kiss Shaun and have that memory.

But, yeah, dumbest move she'd ever made. Because now she wanted more. So much more.

And now her primary goal would be to minimize what happened. Because the kiss meant nothing.

Nothing at all…

This one is coming together in fits and starts but it's shaping up nicely. Shaun has his work cut out for him to convince Adrian the kiss is not nothing.

 

That's it for this week.

Cheers!

Skye

Sunday Snippet: Nothing Special

Getting a late start to my day because my sleep schedule is out of whack. This has affected my great cleanout project, and I'm still determined to get back on track and at least do small things each day. Stay tuned!

On a different note, I did get about ten pounds of ground beef cooked and in the freezer. Also got three bags of grapes cleaned and in the fridge. So, the cleanout project took a back burner, but I did get other things done.

Work is still busy with new projects coming in and I'm enjoying the variety of things I have right now. I've also been able to do some catchup on my own stuff. I've been striving for better balance between my editing work and my writing.

Had a solid viewing week and made a full round of my regular shows and my two back burner shows. I'll be starting a new one this week, I think. Looking forward to picking up with a new season of something.

Started the week with Miss Fisher's Murder Mysteries and enjoyed the episode and getting some Dr. Mac backstory.

Think I finished up the first season of Art Detectives. I really enjoyed this show and hope to see another season. They left enough seeds to pick up if they get one.

Caught another episode of Death in Paradise and ended up really loving the mystery. Not a standard path and the twists were good.

Enjoyed another episode of Poirot. It's one I'd seen most of before and I remembered most of the plot. Good episode.

Watched an episode of Elementary. Gotta say I love Joan being totally unafraid of the elder Holmes. Their interactions were very fun. And her getting the goods on him rocked the entire episode.

Caught an episode of Batman Beyond. It's one I remembered but forgot about. Does that make sense. Great episode too.

Enjoyed an episode of Lower Decks. This show is kind of wonky but usually adorable. Just enough tongue in cheek to keep things interesting and fresh.

Watched the opening of Peak Practice season eleven. Sam is on a precarious journey, and I think his exit is set up nicely. Not really sure about Will and Kate. I'm not really interested in them becoming the new Andrew and whatever his partner's name is.

Also caught another episode of Reacher. Man. This show. If I ever find the time, I want to do a deep dive and dig into some of the themes and tropes I love.

And that's it for the life update this week. Tonight's post is from Nothing Special, a novella where the characters edge closer to something that is special.

Here's the miniblurb:

Masha Tuck and Ryce Reynoldson work tirelessly around the winter solstice to help provide a meaningful celebration to their fae and non-fae neighbors. Masha uncovers the perfect gift for Ryce—just a book, nothing special—but if she gives it to him, it'll add depth to their weird relationship and she's not sure she's ready for them to be a thing.

And a preview snippet…

While Ryce stood gazing out the window in the kitchen, Masha gathered the plates and carried them to the sink. "What are you looking at?" She stood beside him.

He cocked his head and leaned forward a little, trying to get a better look outside. "Making sure the world didn't implode." He slid his gaze sideways. "It didn't." He used a deadpan tone, but his eyes were filled with humor.

She laughed. "Okay. I deserved that." She lifted her chin. "So … what's next in the grand having a moment deal?" Enjoying the evening, she threw the question out there.

Ryce's eyebrows arched. "Wine in front of the fire?" He nodded toward a full-bodied semisweet red sitting on his counter.

"Uh…" She hesitated.

Because she'd love to chill out and relax but the weather could turn nasty. Which meant they'd be needed.

He paused while reaching for the bottle. "Unless you have plans?" He started to withdraw his hand.

She snorted. "As if. I'm more worried about the weather. If it rains and the temperature drops like it's supposed to, we might have an icy mess to deal with." Then again, when didn't they have some kind of chaos on their hands. "You know what? Ignore that last comment. There's always something, right?"

He grunted. "Too true." He retrieved the wine and grabbed two stemless glasses.

She followed him into the living room where he had a fire banked already. He added a log and poked at the glowing embers. After they got settled, he poured the heady liquid and handed her a glass.

Easing back against the cushions, he angled toward her. "You didn't comment on dessert…"

Masha flashed a small smile. "I honestly don't have words. It reminded me so much of when my gram used to make it. One of the good moments I try to hold on to." She met his gaze. "Thank you for that trip down memory lane." She waited a beat before softly adding, "Almost as lovely as the brooch." Sliding it out of her pocket, she fingered the jewelry.

Ryce swallowed a sip of his wine. "I'm glad you like it. There were two. The moonstone and a quartz." He set his glass on the table.

Masha circled the crystal with her thumb. "What made you pick the moonstone?" A perfect option … she had an affinity for the faceted colors of the gem.

Ryce's lips quirked. "It symbolizes growth and balance. I don't know anyone as measured as you are. You seem to be everywhere at once yet you don't make anyone feel rushed."

Masha basked a little. "It helps that you're always there." She drew her lower lip between her teeth. "And I feel like I'm back on wobbly ground again." But the idea didn't unsettle her the way she expected it to.

Ryce chuckled. "It's good to be appreciated … even when it's for having a strong back or hot sex."

Masha sheepishly shrugged. "It's honestly more than that, which is the part I don't know what to do with."

Masha and Ryce are weighed down by their work and constantly pulled in a lot of different directions. Writing this scene ended up being a lot of fun.

 

That's it for this week.

Cheers!

Skye

Sunday Snippet: Nothing but the Truth

It's very sauna-like outside with muggy weather and lots of humidity. Makes me want a pool in a big way. Went down a big rabbit hole researching what's available that won't break the bank and discovered some genius ideas. It won't happen this summer, but I have a new goal for next summer!

Hit a wall on my great cleanout project. But I'm determined to get back on it this week. Even if I only get a little done each day it's something. I'm thinking I might make a chart and log increments of time spent. If I see the forward progress it helps.

Ended up having a super busy work week. Several projects came back at the same time and a new one started. It's been a plate-spinning couple of months with so many different things stacking up against each other. I love the variety and I think that helps keep me from losing my mind.

I did end up having a great viewing week. I did a full round of shows and got to include the two I tend to keep on the back burner when things are jammed.

Started with Miss Fisher's Murder Mysteries. I'm almost through the first season and this is total comfort viewing.

Watched another episode of Art Detectives and I'm really enjoying this show. Shazia is a lot of fun and the mystery with Mick's dad is intriguing. Looking forward to more.

Caught an episode of Death in Paradise. Love to see Selwyn with his daughter. The mystery ended up being excellent and the resolution had a nice twist.

Enjoyed another episode of Poirot. I'm kind of fond of the episodes that don't have murders. This one was kind of madcap and that's always fun.

Watched the season four premiere of Elementary. Watson being ready to kick the shit out of the Holmes patriarch is awesome. I loved her interaction with one of the stooges. And the first glimpse of Holmes the Great? So incredible. Excellent choice of actor to play him. I can't wait to see what happens next.

Caught another episode of Batman Beyond. It's one I remembered, and I enjoyed it. Terry and Max are a great team.

Enjoyed another episode of Lower Decks and definitely plan to stick with this one. Even when I'm annoyed by some of the character bits, it's a fun watch.

Got to get the season ten finale of Peak Practice viewed. Interesting to have Kate back, especially since Will is kind of ready to move on. The vehicle accident played out with lots of tension and the two little girls with Tom ended up being better than I thought it would be.

Last but not least, I got to watch another episode of Reacher. This show, man. It's so good. And that ending. Wow. Reacher's big feet keep stepping in steaming piles. Just saying.

And that's pretty much it for the life update this week. Tonight's post is from Nothing but the Truth, a novella where the characters decide honesty is the best policy.

Here's the miniblurb:

Lexa Chan and Quint Maximoff work the seedy underworld of supernatural bounty hunting. Lexa's got a tough as nails reputation and she competes with Quint's larger than life persona. The Halfway, a bar catering to supernatural and mortal beings, is neutral ground where Lexa and Quint form an interesting relationship.

And a preview snippet…

Lexa rode a wave of bliss. There's sex and then there's S-E-X in all caps. Being with Quint definitely deserved the second option.

She might have to face another hard truth soon. Quint would be hard to beat when it came to physical and intimate relations. Her nerve endings all but hummed with satisfaction and she hadn't hit her peak yet.

She crested the rise, though. "Unf. So good." She kept one hand on his shoulder and the other planted on his chest.

Her breath came out in short, raspy bursts. Quint's fingers grasped her thighs, and she welcomed the burn of his skin against hers. With one palm he skimmed her torso and reached up to cup a breast. When his thumb brushed over her nipple, the sensation went straight to her core and her hips jerked harder and faster.

She lifted her head and met his gaze. "Come with me, Quint." Her inner walls tightened around his hard length, and she toppled over the edge.

Quint let out a low moan and followed behind her. His thighs went taut, and air hissed out between his teeth. When she collapsed down to her elbows, he wrapped his arms around her and meshed his lips with hers.

When the feeling returned to her limbs, she eased back and rested her forehead against his. "Full truth? That was amazing." Sliding off to one side, she curled up against him, biting back a yawn.

Quint eyed the bed. "We could use some shut-eye." He slowly got to his feet and held a hand out to her.

Lexa didn't hesitate. She clasped his palm and crossed the room with him. Crawling up onto the mattress, she tugged him down beside her. He stretched out on his side, his gaze slowly traveling over her nude form. His turn to view her myriads of scars. He lingered on each imperfection almost with reverence. She didn't shy away from being viewed. He understood the toll battle took on the physical being.

Which meant … he also had a good idea how many wounds went unseen. The ones that marred the psyche instead of the body. Something shifted inside Lexa. A crack opened and she couldn't close it back up if she tried.

And … oddly … for once she didn't want to.

I like writing quiet moments between characters and ending on one for this scene ended up working so well.

 

That's it for this week.

Cheers!

Skye