Temptation Thursday 6

I've always been curious to see if I could write a YA book. The stories are there on the tip of my tongue, but can I pull off the sexual tension without the sex and make the book work? Can I create a world that teens and adults alike will find believable and want to get swept up in? Those are all questions I've asked myself, and until now I've never spread my wings and tried this genre. I'm working on a story now that will hopefully become at least a 3 books series.

I'm naming the first one Wicked Intentions, and I'm going to share with you a little snippet of what I have written so far.....

Doom filled me when I stepped onto the sidewalk in front of Apple Valley High. I hadn’t approved of being uprooted right before the start of my senior year, and looking at the archaic structure before me, I was dreading the change even more.

My mother and I had only been in town a few days, though my father had come at the beginning of summer to start his new job, and I hadn’t seen the school before now. The smart thing would have been to show up a week early and take a tour so I wouldn’t be lost, but I wanted to spend every moment I could with my friends in Tucson before I had to leave. I didn’t like the idea of starting over, and knew in my heart that I’d never call Apple Valley home.

“You’ll adjust,” my mother had said when I left the house for school. “You’re likeable enough, and you’ll make new friends in no time.”

I didn’t want new friends. I wanted the people I’d grown up with, the ones who knew me inside and out and still loved me. I wanted Tyler, Kayce, and most of all, my boyfriend Austyn.

Someone had taken the time to hand-make a sign that hung above the main doors welcoming students back, but looking at the building as I inched closer to my demise, I didn’t feel very welcome. I didn’t belong there, that much I knew, and somehow it seemed the building knew it, too. If structures were alive, this one was definitely glaring at me.

I took out my cell phone and snapped a picture of the school. On the screen of my phone, the building looked even more menacing. I sent the photo off to Austyn with a sad face, and then pocketed my cell phone.

I stepped forward, the nauseous feeling in my stomach growing, ready to face my first day. In my opinion, things couldn’t get much worse in my life. Boy, was I clueless.

Temptation Thursday 5

Today I'm switching it up a bit...for the last four week's I've posted snippets from my current Untitled Paranormal WIP. Today I bring you a tease from my lesbian romance....Sinful Desires.

“That he is,” Roxanne replied. When Kennedy spoke she thought of cowboys, wide open spaces, and rodeos. “So, the accent. Are you from Texas?”

Kennedy shook her head. “Georgia actually.”

“Land of peaches. Love it.” Roxanne looked at her watch again. “Ugh, I have to run. Tell Artie that lunch was great as usual.” She tossed a few bills on the table to cover her check, and then slipped a large bill into the front pocket of Kennedy’s apron, keeping her hand there longer than necessary. “If you ever get over my way, stop by the club. Tell the bouncer that Roxy extended a personal invitation to you, and he’ll wave the cover charge.” The other woman cleared her throat and Roxanne stepped back. Roxanne loved to push her boundaries, but she knew when to back off, too.

“Really?” Kennedy locked gazes with her.

The simple look of innocence was all it took, and Roxanne was smitten despite her early inner conversation about it being too soon to move on. Her head was screaming for her to just walk away, let things along, but her wounded heart was crying to reach out. “Really,” she said and lifted her hand to stroke Kennedy’s cheek in a playful manner with her fingers. The young woman didn’t shy away from her touch, and Roxanne couldn’t help but grin. “No matter what you might have been told, we’re not all vultures around here.”

She only glanced back once as she exited the deli and saw Kennedy palm her cheek where her fingers had been only moments before. Their eyes met for the briefest moment, and Roxanne’s body became a tingling mass of excitement, the sensation of infatuation strong within her.

She closed her eyes and broke the connection between them. “See you later, Georgia,” she whispered to the wind as she shut the door behind her. She didn’t want to put herself out there again so soon, but she’d seen something in Kennedy’s eyes that stirred up her inner feelings. The way the young woman touched her own cheek made Roxanne believe she’d felt the connection, too. With her own heart on the mend, Roxanne knew she had to be careful. She didn’t want to rush into things and do something she’d regret later, like pursue the timid blonde as nothing more than a rebound. 

Temptation Thursday 4

It's Thursday, and that means it's time for another taste of my untitled WIP......

Victoria walked the cliffs, night after painstaking night. Her spirit hung in limbo; unable to cross over, but the reason for her being left behind was still a mystery after five long years. She’d often asked herself what unfinished business she could have had to complete, but nothing ever came to mind that made sense. Dying gave her an escape from her brother which was one thing she’d dreamed of having. But, she hadn’t wanted it bad enough to die for it.

She reached down to pick up a pebble, a trick she’d learned along the way, and tossed it into the choppy waters below. In the beginning learning new things in her spirit state gave her pleasure, but now she simply found it all annoying. Turning around, she paced along the edge of the cliff wondering if she’d ever find true peace. She stopped when she heard someone coming up the towpath through the brush.

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Temptation Thursday 3

This week's teaser comes from the same story I've used the last two weeks, it still needs a title

His body trembled and she tried to catch her breath. She’d asked for a ride, and he’d supplied her with a fantastic one. When he relaxed, she opened her eyes, leaned down to kiss his lips. “My high school science teacher,” she whispered as she nuzzled his neck.

“What?” he asked.

“You wanted to who taught me to fuck like that.” She lay on his chest and brushed a strand of his long, black hair out of his face. “That’s the answer to your question.”

He looked at her with an expression somewhere between amusement and disapproval on his handsome face. “You slept with your science teacher?”

She closed her eyes, remembered the way it felt when Theodore Russell, the alleged teacher in question, approached her at Murphy’s Bar. She’d been twenty, living on a waitress salary, and he’d been just as good looking as she’d remembered from class. “He wasn’t my teacher when I slept with him.”

“Oh,” was all he said. Michael wrapped his arms around her and closed his eyes. He didn’t pressure her for any more information on the subject, and she didn’t offer him any. Closing her own eyes once more, Arianne drifted off to sleep determined that she’d left a lasting impression on Michael O’Malley, which she’d hoped went further than her fucking ability.

Temptation Thursday 2

A Little Tease From My Current Untitled WIP 

She closed her eyes and prayed for a miracle that didn’t come. The cold came as a shock to her system, and the waves kept her trapped below the surface. She tried to swim up to get air, but her body weakened with each passing moment until she could no longer fight. Stranded in the murky waters she struggled for breath as the salt water filled her throat and lungs.

Darkness overcame her, and all she could think of as she sank into oblivion was the man on the cliff and how he looked like someone she could have loved, if only she’d been given the chance.

Welcome To Temptation Thursday.....

A Small Excerpt From My Current Untitled WIP........

His hair was the whitest blond she’d ever seen and hung in straight locks that touched his shoulders. He wore no shirt, but a strap across his chest wrapped around to hold a bow laden with red arrows at his back. His jeans were well-worn and his feet were bare. He looked human with the exception of his silver eyes and pointed teeth.

“You’re not a vampire,” she stated when he didn’t respond to her question. “You could be a demon I suppose, but I don’t know what you’d want with a ghost if you were.” She glanced behind him again. “You don’t look like a seraph at first glance, but judging from that spot on the middle of your back, I’d say you’ve got your wings hidden.” She met his eyes again. “If you are an angel, my next question is if you’re batting for the good guys or the bad ones?”

“I can guarantee you I’m not the highest ranking on the team, but I do pitch for the good guys.” His eyes sparkled when he talked.

Victoria looked out at the ocean, the water still calm though she felt a storm brewing. “Who are you?” she asked again, enunciating each word slowly.

“I’m Cupid,” he replied.

She giggled. “As in the guy who goes around shooting people with arrows to make them fall in love?”

There was no laughter in his voice when he spoke. “The one and only.”

Victoria thought it best to keep her laughter to herself. She’d heard stories of Cupid as a child, but the man standing before her looked nothing like the chubby faced cherub she’d seen in books. “So, what do you want with me?”