Sunday Snippet: Kings of Chaos

Winter blast is lingering for at least another week. Our low is supposed to minus eight on Tuesday. And I'll probably have to go out when it's that low. I can't wait.

Lighter than normal work week, but I had come copy editing on my plate. Finished one project and started another one. I also have some new stuff floating in the wings and will hopefully start that soon.

Had an okay week of viewing and made it through the full slate of shows. I'll be starting a new one this week and I'm pretty sure I have the show picked out.

Finished up the series run of Mr. and Mrs. Murder. I quite enjoyed this show. Sometimes I got annoyed at the antics but mostly loved the interactions between the characters.

Caught another episode of London Kills and loved the twisty turns in the episode. I'm loving the vibe between the characters and I'm happy to see Billie become a full detective constable. Looking forward to the next episode.

Loved the Christmas episode of Death in Paradise. The beginning of season eleven is off to a great start. Really cool to see Dwayne again.

Enjoyed another episode of Beyond Paradise. My favorite actor showed up and I'm very excited to see what happens. Still not sure about the mom. Can't quite figure out if she's going to be an anvil between Humphrey and Martha or supportive.

Watched another episode of Elementary and quite enjoyed. I'm not really sure about Joan's new love interest. I actually think he's a bit annoying.

Caught another episode of Batman Beyond and loved it. I remembered this one and possibly caught an easter egg related to Batman: The Animated Series and the Gray Ghost character. Fun times!

Enjoyed the last episode of the eighth season of Classic Rugrats. I'll be starting the final season this week. Very much looking forward to picking back up with new episodes once my rewatch is complete.

That's pretty much it for the life update this week. Tonight's post is from Kings of Chaos, a novella about a paranormal motorcycle club in a to-be-named series.

Here's the miniblurb:

Ainslee and Witt are stranded during a charity ride for their local children's organization. Foul play is involved, and they have to determine which rival club member has the most to gain or if someone closer to home is the culprit. Either way the warlocks versus wizards mindset is supposed to be null and void when a truce is underway.

And a preview snippet…

Witt loved the start of a group ride. The roar of the engines. The rush of adrenaline. The camaraderie of riding with his brothers. And, of course having Ainslee by his side.

Ainsley swung her leg over her bike and flashed a grin. "Gonna be a wild trip." She settled back and waited for the signal.

Only two other old ladies came along on charity rides. Each had two Kings as their old men. The trios were well-established and rarely did anything apart. Witt's old man didn't like the multiple partner setup, but he couldn't argue against a poly group. The club bylaws specifically stated polyamorous relationships were legal and binding. Personally, Witt found the practice kept members from butting heads and creating havoc. So far, all parties proved the system worked both ways.

"Fuck you, Argathorn. Kerri came to see me off. Why waste time with a shit stain like you?" Andy Rytol shoved hard against Merrick Argathorn's shoulder.

Merrick sneered but didn't respond, other than to put an arm around the woman in question.

The competition between the men for Karrie Warner had reared its ugly head. Again. Witt lost his calm.

He straightened from his reclined position. "Hey, lock that shit down." He pinned the instigator with his gaze. "Karrie, get your ass back in the clubhouse and stay there until we're gone."

She bowed her head and made a brisk getaway. She might not stir the pot intentionally, but she hadn't figured out how to keep the rivals from hitting the boiling point either.

Witt pointed at the men. "You two"—his voice lowered to a snarl—"stop acting like assholes who can't figure out which dick is bigger. If you keep it up, I'll solve the problem by hexing your poles down to the nads." He gave both men a hard glare. "Clear?"

The men shifted uncomfortably but grumbled and nodded. Argathorn straddled his motorcycle and Rytol stooped down to check his foot plate.

Ainslee leaned in close. "Harsh, but effective." She put her palm on his thigh, sending a soothing stream of serene vibes his way.

Witt lifted his chin. "That's a problem for another day." He laced his fingers with hers.

Wyatt gave a sharp whistle, and the noise and chatter dwindled. An air of expectation and excitement rippled through the members. Wyatt faced forward at the head of the group.

The old man raised his fist. "Let's ride." His bike roared to life.

The cacophony of engines starting and motors revving reverberated through the parking lot. Wyatt moved out, everyone else falling into a line behind him. At the edge of the apron, Witt gave Ainslee a quick, hand kiss—a charity ride tradition—and pulled out onto the street.

The wind hit his face, and the lure of the open road squashed the earlier discord.

This is going to be a fun series to write. Ainslee and Witt set the stage for the next two books in the series. I can't wait to get started!

 

That's it for this week.

Cheers!

Skye