Whoa. Awesome week
of television. Defiance is back on
Syfy and what a great opening episode for season two. I won't get into
spoilers, but I'm excited about where things are going. Dominion also premiered and I enjoyed watching. I'm hoping we get
less exposition as the season progresses, but I'm always down for a good set-up
in the first episode. J
Orphan Black. Finale didn't disappoint and once again,
twists and turns I totally didn't expect. One of the biggest reasons I love
this show so much is it never quite goes where I think it will. I was thrilled
to have some additional information and background for Paul—even if it makes
him even more mysterious. Putting my Cosima hat on for a moment, this show is
like a fractal pattern, every layer that's revealed turns around on itself and
spawns into something else. I'm sure I butchered the science angle, but… just
watch the show to see what I mean. :D
Tonight's post is
from, Only When They Blink, an erotic fantasy novella and a loose
retelling of The Princess and the Pea. J
Here's the tagline:
Hale Easterson has fae
blood running in his veins, but he won't follow the family old school
traditions and mate by the designated age. He escapes to his private lake house
to find an unconscious Winter Sorn, a beautiful woman, sprawled on his doorstep
and realizes he may not be able to avoid what destiny has in store.
And a preview snippet…
Hale trudged along the shore,
taking the back way to his lake house. The argument with his dad still fresh in
his mind, he almost missed the sprawled lump laying halfway up the steps to the
rear entrance. He paused, instincts on full alert. Darting a quick glance in
either direction, he found nothing out of the ordinary and no one around. His
extra sensory ability did pick up the fae blood in the person prone on the
ground.
He approached cautiously, keeping
an ear tuned for a surprise attack. Bending down, he felt for and found a pulse
thrumming under soft, feminine skin, and her back rose and fell with shallow
breaths. He carefully rolled the female over and gasped when he got a look at her
face.
Impossibly beautiful, the woman's
eyelashes fluttered against her cheeks, but she remained unconscious. High
cheekbones, a delicately pointed chin, and straight patrician nose indicated a
pure bloodline. The fullness of her bottom lip kept her from appearing too
austere and haughty.
Blue.
The word popped into his mind and
he fought an urge to see if her eyes matched the strong suggestion. Dark hair,
almost black, framed her face and her brushed several strands away to check for
injuries along her hairline. Finding a large goose egg near the nape of her
neck, he followed with a cursory exam of her arms, legs, and torso. His fingers
found a wound on her lower back and came away sticky with blood.
Sweeping an arm under her legs,
her lifted her and curled her against his chest. "Okay, mystery lady,
let's get the bleeding under control and find out why you landed on my
doorstep." His father's final words—you
can't outrun fate, Hale—echoed in his head and his steps faltered, but only
for a moment.
Hale shook off the crazy notion
his father had a hand in the woman's mysterious arrival at his secluded
sanctuary.
So far, I really
love the way this one is coming together. Hopefully the sages will continue
cooperating. J
That's it for this
week.
Cheers!
Skye
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