Well… a lonely week
without an episode of The Last Ship,
but the previous episode gave me lots of fodder to make theories about. LOL. I
seriously think Blonde Ambition has an agenda we have yet to see. A friend
suggested Allison is in cahoots with Jacob the asshat reporter and I love the
idea. On the Asian front, Chandler has his hands full. The green mist stuff may
make me find a new favorite color. LOL
Killjoys keeps getting better and better. Truly love how lots of threads are
working their way together and twisting around each other. This show continues
to amaze. And guess what? It's got green plasma goo stuff, so, yeah, maybe
orange is going to be my new favorite color. LOL
Dark Matter finally dropped some details about Nyx, one
of the new crew members. Looking forward to seeing how the interaction with
Four changes when she finds out what he suggested for her brother.
Babylon 5 rewatch continues and I'm almost at the end of season two. I'm looking
forward to diving into three because the groundwork from the first two seasons
starts building one of my favorite characters arcs of all time.
I viewed more Strike Back and remembered how much I
loved all the mistakes they let Stonebridge and Scott make in season two.
Seriously, the duo messed up on a pretty big scale… several times. LOL I think
that's why it became one of my favorite shows.
And that's it for
television. Tonight's post is from Nowhere Good, a novella based on the prompt
of characters having a celebratory kiss.
Here's the mini-blurb:
After wiping out a rival fae faction, Adria 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…
Shaun waited for Adria's contrary
response. The woman threw up more roadblocks than a construction crew. When she
remained still and quiet, he blinked. She didn't make a move to shove him aside
or duck away.
Wonders would never cease.
Her possible capitulation filled
him with a kernel of hope. But he needed to hear her say she agreed. Wanted to
see her determination to fight for them. Craved her willingness to step outside
their predetermined roles and create a path only for them.
Resting his forehead against
hers, he pushed for answers. "What's going on in that head of yours?"
He braced for her response.
Adria lifted her chin. "A
battle between the rational side of my brain and the wish fulfillment
part." She stepped away and started pacing.
A good sign in his book. She
worked better when on the move. If he could keep his mouth shut and let her
wrap her hear around the concept of "them", they had a shot at
something great.
Adria stopped and faced him.
"Okay. Screw 'em all." Her fierce features softened. "If you
make the declaration, I'll accept your suit." A husky tone crept into her
voice. "And we'll face whatever obstacles come our way together." She
moved closer, grasping his hips with her hands.
Shaun wrapped his arms around
her. "Starting with our families. Deal with them, half the battle is
done." And it would be a fight on both fronts.
Adria buried her head in his
shoulder. "Ugh. But you're right." She lifted her chin and met his
gaze. "We'll hit mine first, right after you make your intention
known." Her hands skimmed along his sides then smoothed down his back.
Shaun nodded. He agreed, starting
with her relatives would be the best route. But he'd rather focus on sealing
their fates first.
I love writing
battling families. It's such a fun source of conflict.
That's it for this
week.
Cheers!
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