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

 

Sunday Snippet: Not on the Same Page

It's the weekend of trying to keep my doggos from losing their minds. I love fireworks, don't get me wrong, but I feel for all the pets out there that freak out over them.

I continued with the great cleanout stuff this week. Honestly, I did more organizing than cleaning but being organized helps make cleaning and clearing a little easier.

I'm finally at a manageable level of projects. I have a few odds and ends to finish on a couple of them but they're with the authors or the designer and I'm waiting in the wings to review revisions.

Had another decent viewing week. Having a lighter workload does help. And I'm not as scattered on the attention span side of things.

Started out with Miss Fisher's Murder Mysteries. I'm finding new things in the episodes, which is one of the reasons I love to rewatch a series I've seen before.

Watched another episode of Art Detectives and I'm enjoying this show. I'm very interested in the backstory of Mack's dad. I'm also hoping for more backstory with his partner.

Caught another episode of Death in Paradise. Good to see the commissioner's daughter again. The mystery also ended up being intriguing.

Enjoyed another episode of Poirot. Very fun to not have a big murder to solve and see how Poirot uses his skill to ferret out what's going on.

Watched another episode of Elementary and, wow, season three ended on a big downer. I'm still trying to decide if Sherlock ended up relapsing or if he's just horribly distraught from Oscar's machinations. Oscar needs to die in a fire. Just saying.

Caught another episode of Batman Beyond and it's one I remembered. Loved the spin on an urban legend that had a grain of truth in it.

Started a new to me series with The Lower Decks. Enjoyed the first episode and ended up being happy I clocked the relationship between the captain and the know-it-all crew member. I'll enjoy watching more of this one.

Ended the week on an episode of Peak Practice. A lot going on in this one. And the tragic leap Will's patient made kind of surprised me. Kerry finding out the truth about her parentage kind of bummed me out, but I'm also seriously irritated by her parents being such ninnies about the whole thing. Definitely feel bad for Sam.

That's pretty much it for the life update this week. Tonight's post is from Not on the Same Page, a novella that explores how a couple works through differing viewpoints.

Here's the miniblurb:

Irini Domaine loves Nathair Sofen but marries another to fulfill a familial obligation. When she suggests carrying on the relationship with Nathair he coldly refuses, which makes Irini vow to slowly but surely convince him otherwise and unknown to her, her life may depend on the connection with Nathair.

And a preview snippet…

Irini waited a full month before seeking Nathair out.

Standing on the threshold to his cottage, she inhaled deeply. "Nothing to fear from him. Once I explain, he'll get why I did what did." He had to.

Raising her hand, she let out a small gasp when the door opened before she could knock.

Nathair greeted her with a cool gaze. "What do you want, Iri?" His tone bordered on glacial.

Determined to make him understand, she brushed past him. "I want you. I always will." She turned to face him. "And I need you to know that and so much more." They could still be together if they wanted to.

And she definitely desired him above all else.

Nathair swung the door closed. "So much more? As in you married Norj so your father could save face?" He casually strolled through the living room to stand by the fireplace. "Let him sell you to the highest bidder so his good name wouldn't be tarnished?" His gaze clashed with hers. "Is that the so much more you need to share?" He folded his arms over his chest.

Irini blinked. "How did you … no, there's more to it than the family name and money." She raked her hand through her hair. "He made a blood vow. If I didn't honor it, he'd be stripped of his magick and cast out." She'd saved him from that … but at a high cost.

Her father lost his daughter in the process. She hadn't seen or spoken to him since her marriage. And she had no plans to do so in the future.

Nathair made a garbled choking sound. "Your dad used you as the tithe? Geez, Iri. It's been over a century since anyone used another person as the payment for a blood vow." Disbelief filled his voice.

Irini snorted. "Yeah, well, his desperation made him reckless, and he took the only avenue open to a founding family with no money in the coffer." She shrugged. "But that doesn't mean I have to play by his rules. As a matter of fact, I don't intend to." A little nervous, she paced back and forth. "I did what he required, and I'm done. I haven't seen or spoken to him since the wedding." That had to count for something.

Nathair's brow furrowed. "And what? How does that make any kind of difference. You're still married."

She drew her lower lip between her teeth for a moment. "I don't care." She edged closer to him. "I didn't ask to be bartered against my dad's debts. I shouldn't have to play by his or anyone else's rules." Her fingers clasped his shirt and twisted in the fabric.

Nathair lips flattened. "You started playing by their rules the moment you accepted the proposal." His eyes flared … but not with anger.

Want and need resided in his depths.

She leaned in closer. "Maybe. But I don't have to continue…" And she wouldn't … if Nathair would fall in with her plan.

He cocked his head to one side. "You don't? How do you see that working out?"

Her mouth hovered over his. "Like this…" She embraced him with every pent-up desire she had…

And never wanted to let him go.

This story gets a little twisted and I'm very happy with the way it's coming together.

 

That's it for this week.

Cheers!

Skye

Sunday Snippet: Not Gonna Happen

Well, the end of June is going to be a welcome sight for me. It's been a long month and yet somehow flew by in a blink.

Work projects are finally slowing down a little and I feel like I can breathe again. I have to play catch-up on some things that I had to let slide while trying to get through the bulk of my work. Hopefully, I'll get back to some cleaning projects and get more writing done.

Actually made it through all of my shows and finished up two that I had on the back burner. We had a lot of rain and some severe storms, but the power stayed on, so I got a lot watched.

Watched another episode of Miss Fisher's Murder Mysteries and it's one I always look forward to. I love getting into Phyrne's history and her time in France explains so much about her.

Enjoyed another episode of Art Detectives. Nice to have a little backstory for the characters. Also enjoyed the mystery of this one. Messy rock-star drama added a nice twist.

Caught another Death in Paradise episode … possibly the one hundredth ep because Camile made an appearance. Excellent throwback to the very first episode also.

Watched another Poirot episode where he's either still on holiday or taking another one. I had seen most of this episode before and it's nice to have all the pieces fall into place.

Enjoyed an episode of Elementary. Interesting to see Gregson decide to stay with the eleventh and Iiked him seeking Joan's help with vetting his possible replacement. The overarching mystery also ended up being nice and twisty.

Caught another episode of Batman Beyond. I remembered this one and liked the team-up of Terry and Max. Bruce had some good lines in this episode.

I think I finished up the Classic Rugrats rewatch. I might go back and make sure I didn't end up skipping a season or two. I'll probably switch over the new episodes.

Finally finished up the episode of Peak Practice I started a while ago. Did not expect to see Sam propose even though I knew it would happen at some point.

Also finished up the second episode of Reacher. Gotta say, I really love this show. Glad I have several more seasons to view!

That's it for the life update this week. Tonight's post is from Not Gonna Happen, a novella that puts a couple in danger thanks to friends of friends.

Here's the miniblurb:

Gina Ames and Tuck Danvers sign up for a weekend of hunting for an urban legend. When their other team members start dropping, one by one, they take off for the safety of the city. Too bad the concrete and steel can't protect them from what follows them home.

And a preview snippet…

Gina stared at the … hell, she didn't know what to call it. A symbol? Sigil? Whatever. The thing had been etched into the wall above the landing of the stairs.

Tuck let out a low whistle. "Why would Jake and Marley let friends, let alone anyone, carve that into their home?" He took his phone out and held it up.

Gina snagged his arm. "What are you doing?" The creeped-out vibe she had screamed danger.

He slid his gaze sideways. "Do you know what it means?" His brows arched.

She shook her head. "Don't think I wanna know." Nothing good.

The symbol couldn't be anything but bad news.

Tuck grunted. "Right. I get that. But…" He held her gaze. "If we want to get rid of our shadow, we're gonna need help." He pressed the button on his app. "And that means we have to have something to use." He slid the device back into his pocket. "I don't plan on crossing that marking, which limits our options here."

She gave a reluctant nod. "Yeah, okay. You're right." Just looking at the thing made her skin itch. "We can't stay here." Her gaze darted to the door. "Check to see if Mr. Creepy is out there then head to the nearest occult store?" She swallowed against the ball of nerves lodged in her throat.

Tuck lifted his chin. "And if he is out there?"

Shit. She hadn't thought of that. Worth the risk or not?

Worth it. "We run like hell." They didn't really have a choice.

Tuck's lips twisted. "Right. But let's be smart about this." He grabbed his phone again and opened a browser, typing in the search bar. "Nearest place is three blocks south of here."

Damn. She loved him for thinking of finding the closest place they might get answers.

She started to twist the knob and had an idea herself. "Hey, let's grab some salt. It's used for protection, right?" But … they'd have to pass under the etching to get to the kitchen.

Unless…

Tuck voiced the thought before she could. "Basement. I know they've got rock salt down there." He started down the steps with Gina hot on his heels.

They found the partial bag and headed back upstairs.

Pausing at the door, Gina pressed a quick, hard kiss to Tuck's lips. "I love you. Never forget that." Pulling the door open, she peeked outside.

Tuck grasped her shoulder. "Love you too. Let's go."

This story is slowly revealing itself in interesting ways. It might end up not being about what I originally planned. I love it when that happens!

 

That's it for this week.

Cheers!

Skye

Sunday Snippet: Not Enough Hope

If anyone is headed into a major heat wave this week like I am, stay hydrated! And try to stay cool, especially if your location is as humid as mine is. Humidity is a nightmare.

Had a busy and productive week. Making good progress on two of my projects and sliding in some random finishing bits on a few others.

Started a huge cleanup job in the kitchen. My poor countertops need to be reorganized and cleared of clutter. I got the largest one scrubbed down and mostly organized. Still need to find a new home for a few items.

Also have some mundane tasks to plow through this week. Not sure I'll make it but I can't put it off any longer. My procrastination skills are top notch!

Had a decent viewing week. I ended up making it through my usual slate of shows, which rather makes me happy.

Started with Miss Fisher's Murder Mysteries and enjoyed the episode again. The characters in Phyrne's past are always fun.

Caught another episode of Art Detectives and, I have to say, I thoroughly enjoy this show. Looking forward to the next episode.

Watched the season thirteen holiday special of Death in Paradise and enjoyed meeting Neville's mom. Should be fun to watch the last season of Inspector Parker's tenure.

Enjoyed another episode of Poirot. Kind of fun to see him on holiday and solving a murder. I'll admit the resolution came together a little oddly for me but an interesting episode nonetheless.

Caught another episode of Elementary and quite enjoyed Sherlock's revelations about friendship. So fun to watch Marcus chill with Sherlock at the end.

Watched another episode of Batman Beyond. Having the Royal Flush gang back proved fun. Also like Terry making a solid choice at the end to stick with Dana.

Enjoyed an episode of Classic Rugrats. The holiday themed episode is one I remember and I really need to add it to my holiday watch list if I do one this year.

That's pretty much it for the life update this week. Tonight's post is from Not Enough Hope, a novella that reunites a couple after almost a decade apart.

Here's the miniblurb:

Early Gibbons walks away from her position in the fae court—and Salem Powell—to forge her own path in the human realm. When she discovers a vengeance hound on her trail, she returns to the land of fae to find out who unleashed the beast, which may be tricky since Salem is the leader, and she can't discount him as the culprit.

And a preview snippet…

Early let her head fall back against the cushions of the couch. "Thanks for letting me stay here last night, but this place is too nice for me to stay any longer…" She angled her head toward the chair. "Not that you'd let me." At least she'd had a few hours to plan her next move.

Salem narrowed his gaze. "Look … as much as I'm reluctant to get involved with this, I can't ignore your situation." He exhaled slowly. "It's my literal job to sort this out." He lifted the mug to his mouth and took a deep gulp of the coffee.

Early shook her head. "It's really not. I haven't been a member of the group for nearly a decade. You don't owe me anything."

Salem set his cup on the table. "Maybe not. But I do owe the people who trust me to lead them." He leaned forward and laced his fingers together. "Vengeance hounds tend to stay their course until they're either recalled by whoever summoned them or they achieve the goal they were sent to do." Meeting her gaze, he shrugged. "You'll have to stay in the realm until we figure out the who and why." He leaned back again. "If you don't want to stay here, and I get why you don't, you'll need to find a place where you can be safe."

Early tilted her head to one side. "You almost sound like it matters." Did she want him to care what happened to her?

Oddly … she did.

Salem frowned. "Considering I didn't give anyone permission to summon a hound it damn well does matter." His brows arched. "As you pointed out, a hound on the loose is dangerous to humans. And now to the fae." His eyes took on a hard edge. "It also tells me something is lurking below the surface. And I have to find out what."

Okay, she couldn't really ask for more, like having her life being in danger topping the list. Especially after she'd walked away. She'd be grateful he would let her stay until the hound no longer posed a threat.

She inclined her chin. "Of course. And it goes without saying that I'll be available for whatever you need." Rising, she gathered her mug and carried it to the kitchen. "I'll clean up and bind the house and yard, so the hound doesn't disturb the property." She poured the coffee out and rinsed the cup.

Salem followed her. "Any thoughts on where you'd like to go?" He set the half-full mug on the counter.

Early gave a nod. "The catacombs. I think they'll be the safest place in the realm." She could possibly contain the hound in the depths, and she'd have plenty of supplies for spells and alchemy.

Salem's head jerked backward. "You're sure? Not many creature comforts there."

Her lips curved. "Not yet anyway." She gave him a sideways glance. "Unless you object to having me make a few changes…" Using her skill set for interior design could be fun.

Salem shook his head. "No. No objections." He propped a hip against the counter. "Let me know when you get settled, and I'll drop by with some of the texts. We can research and compare notes and hopefully find out who sent the hound after you."

She dried her hands. "Okay. Give me until lunchtime. The hound usually lays low during the daylight hours and comes out at night. I bought myself about twenty-four hours, but it won't take it long to find me." She'd bet it already had but wouldn't show its face until darkness fell again.

Salem straightened. "All right. I'll stop in after lunch." He headed for the front entrance. "See you then." Letting himself out, he quietly closed the door behind him.

Early finished cleaning up and repacked her bag. After warding the house and adding a binding spell to the yard, she hefted the strap over her shoulder and started down the lane toward the catacombs.

She had a feeling the memories would assault her before she even arrived at the huge stone caves.

After all, she'd spent many, many hours in the complex with Salem … back when they loved each other more than anything.

But she didn't hold out much hope Salem would have the same onslaught.

Salem and Early want to get through the hard stuff and be reunited, but neither will admit it to the other.

 

That's it for this week.

Cheers!

Skye

Sunday Snippet: Not Again

Happy Father's Day to all the dads, mentors, and father figures out there! And if this is a rough day for anyone, please find peace and joy where you can.

Seriously busy week and I didn't feel the greatest. Heading in for an annual physical soon and hope to nail down why I'm kind of down right now. My guess is my sleep schedule is horrible at the moment.

Somewhat good progress on work projects. Friday and Saturday ended up being challenging days because of not feeling well. I'm a little behind on two and hope to make that up in the next couple of days.

Spent a couple of days doing tedious personal life stuff, but I made it through my standard slate of shows this week. I'm considering a new addition to the lineup but haven't made up my mind yet.

Enjoyed an episode of Miss Fisher's Murder Mysteries. The plot's twisty turns are fun and it's nice to see the tentative partnership with Jack and Phryne taking root.

I totally lied when I said I caught the season twelve finale of Death in Paradise. It had one more episode, which I ended up enjoying a lot. I'll be starting thirteen this week.

Caught another episode of Poirot and enjoyed it. This one had some twists but it was fun for Poirot to have a case in his own backyard … or building as the case may be.

Started a new series called the Art Detectives and liked the first episode. The leads have great chemistry and I'm looking forward to the next episode.

Watched an episode of Elementary and enjoyed Sherlock coming to terms with being friends with Alfredo and not just sponsor and sponsee. Joan was really great in this episode also.

Enjoyed another episode of Batman Beyond. It's fun when Terry has to be a big brother and I love how he handles Tim. The big bad was also interesting.

Watched another episode of Classic Rugrats. Both were new-to-me vignettes and I liked them. The one with DeeDee's college class was a lot of fun.

That's pretty much it for the life update this week. Tonight's post is from Not Again, a novella where the couple has a big hurdle to clear before they get their HEA.

Here's the miniblurb:

Drue Braddock and Xeno Howlett have a rocky relationship, but when Drue goes off on one of her many soul-searching quests, Xeno decides he's had enough. When Drue returns, she finally knows what she wants—Xeno—but she may not get her chance because he's got someone new in his life.

And a preview snippet…

Drue squared her shoulders for battle then swished through the gauzy curtains of Lydia's studio space. "We gotta talk, Lyds." Drue purposefully used the hated nickname of the other woman.

Lydia bristled. "No, we really don't." She visibly forced herself to relax. "You being back doesn't affect me in any way." Her fingers fluffed up the basil she'd finished transplanting.

Drue snorted. "You're not senseless. You have to know I'll be interacting with Xeno. It can't be avoided." She stopped there because the less she shared about her discovery the better.

Lydia's gaze snapped upward. "Your trip proved fruitful then?" Her attempt at idle curiosity failed … the keen interest and envy oozed from her.

Drue shrugged. "My trips always do." She held Lydia's gaze. "And I need to brief Xeno then work with him to counteract a few things." Keeping any additional revelations to herself, Drue continued. "That said, I won't be attempting to take him from you."

Lydia scoffed. "The very idea is laughable. You can't possibly worm your way between us." The wobble to her voice gave her away.

Lydia worried Xeno still had feelings for Drue … which she filed away for use at a later time. Right now, too much rode on getting Xeno up to speed with the darkness headed their way.

Drue lifted her chin. "Good to know that won't be an issue. Our work together will be strictly professional on my end. You have my word on that." She waited a brief moment. "I can't promise Xeno will do the same, but if you're not worried, I won't be either." Turning, she headed for the exit without a backward glance.

She'd accomplished her goal of firing a warning shot. What Lydia did with the cautionary information remained to be seen. Putting her on notice wouldn't sit well with her, but she'd have to deal because Drue would be swearing Xeno to secrecy about a rising faction of troublemakers hellbent on destroying the decades of peace the tribe had enjoyed.

Leaving the building where Lydia kept her studio, Drue headed toward Xeno's, the instinctive mistrust of Lydia weighing Drue down. She owned jealousy that Lydia now had a place in Xeno's life played a role but the other woman's envy of Drue's talent with the crystals came between them more than once. Adding Xeno to the mix would not help the situation.

Drue sighed. "Guess I'll be ready for some major clashes in the near future."

Won't that be fun?

Drue is probably right not to trust Lydia but not because she's jealous.

 

That's it for this week.

Cheers!

Skye