Holy crap. What a
week in TV—oh, and a kick awesome movie, too.
The Walking Dead's finale delivered the best ending line,
maybe ever. Okay, maybe not ever, but damn close. I completely enjoyed Rick's
journey over the entire season. And seriously, The Talking Dead and Chris Hardwick are so great. I love having
that hour after TWD to decompress.
I have to take a
moment to mention S.H.E.I.L.D. also.
I'm one of the fans who completely enjoy the show, but the last several
episodes have really amped up the drama and awesomeness. I'm excited to see
what happens through the end of the season.
Arrow's Deathstroke blew my mind. Manu Bennett is truly remarkable in his
performance. I love and hate him… at the same time. LOL I had a flurry of back
and forth emails with a friend not long ago and one of the things we love the
most about the show is how much Oliver totally screws up so much. His heart is
usually in the right place, but he'll make the wrong call and everything blows
up in his face. I, for one, love that about the show.
And finally… Bitten. Whoa. The season finale rocked!!
I can't believe how much they crammed into forty-something minutes. I made the
right call about who really pulled the strings, but I won't spoil anything
here. LeBlanc and Santos got brilliantly awesome send offs. Basically, the
perfect finale… even the very, very end. LOL I do have a bit of a quibble with
Rachel, but I'm actually hoping there's more to her too stupid to live moments…
and maybe my speculation will pay off regarding her. Come on, season two.
*prays for news soon*
Last, but not
least, gotta mention Captain America:
Winter Soldier. I LOVED it. It's now at the top of my fave Marvel movies.
I've always been a Cap girl anyway, but this movie just kicked major ass. And
totally blew up the Marvel 'verse. LOL
My one and only
gripe is having Natasha be former KGB. If her birthdate is 1984, the timeline
doesn't fit since the KGB disbanded in something like 1991. Hmm… unless she
joined at birth. *shrugs* It's a tiny blip. Besides, I can go with comic canon
and assume she's doing the slow aging thing if I really need to. J
Whew… should get to
the actual post, right? Tonight's snippet is from Mr and Mrs Black, an urban
fae fantasy where my characters are on opposing sides, but don't know it.
Here's the tagline:
Ember and Winter
Smoak, assassins for opposing fae factions, are ordered by their respective
employers to kill each other, which would so much easier if they weren't
happily married, but hiding some big secrets—like their occupations—from each
other.
And a preview
snippet…
"Black? Really?" Ember
rolled her eyes.
Win scowled. "Yes, Black.
What else would I choose? It's your favorite color."
Well, shit. He had her there. She
did have a particular fondness for anything dark and mysterious. Hence her
powerful attraction and deeply abiding love for Win. The man oozed shadowy,
seductive charm. She'd been a sucker from the moment they met.
"Why did you pick
Black?"
Ember shrugged. "Same
reason." She waved a hand. "Not because it's my favorite color."
She tilted her head to the side, studying him. "No, the name reminds me of
you. You're like faceted ebony, all slick and smooth with unplumbed depths, but
angled and sharp, too."
A wicked smirk curved his lips
and she wanted to smack him.
"Shut up." She spun around to gaze at the moon's
reflection, rippling in the water.
He quirked a brow. "I didn't
say anything."
She snorted. "Didn't have
to. I know you better than anyone."
He moved forward and wrapped his
arms around her from behind. "Yes, you do. I thought the same, but you've
shown me wrong." His lips traveled along the column of her throat. "I
had no idea you could be so… poetic with description." His teeth nipped
her earlobe.
A sensuous shiver raced down her
spine. "Mmmm. Good to know I can still surprise you." She turned,
facing him. "Keeps things interesting." She lifted her chin, leaning
in for a kiss.
He took it step further, backing
her up against the window, his hands slowly inching the fabric of her pants
lower and lower until her bare ass pressed the cool glass surface.
Ember moaned, wishing they had
time to get act on carnal impulses, especially when he inserted two fingers
inside her slick core. But they needed to handle some nasty business first.
She reluctantly stopped his
sensual onslaught. "Win…" Her eyes met his. "I'd love to have
you buried balls deep inside me, but we're working against the clock
here." She tried to squirm out of his grasp. "I'm supposed to make a
report within the hour."
Win leaned in, his lips hovering
over hers. "I know, me, too." He briefly meshed his mouth with hers.
"But trust me. We've got plenty of time, Ember." He trailed a line of
kisses along her jawline.
She shuddered and bucked against
his hand. "You, I trust. Our employers, not so much."
His seductive voice fanned over
her ear. "Good, because you and I are going to beat them at their own game
and I've already figured out how." He brushed his thumb back and forth
over her clit. "Want the plan now, or later?" His fingers stilled.
Stupid question.
Her hands moved to his belt,
loosening the buckle. "Later. Definitely later."
There's something
about having a big secret that makes me happy when writing. J
That's it for this
week.
Cheers!
Skye
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