Tag: Rainbow Snippets

Snippet today comes from my main WIP, the second book in the Covenant series, AETERNUM. It’s from the current chapter, and here’s the set up. Two words: bachelor party. However, the party was not planned by one of David’s and Jonathan’s close friends, but by Autumn Varner, a new friend David’s made through a coffee shop. A good friend he made through her, is Kai Hoedemaeker, a model working in New York.

Without further adieu, here is the snippet, and it’s likely to be a bit longer than 6, since so many of the sentences are short.

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“First of all, I’m letting you know you’re going to be bored stiff. The place we’re going does not cater to us.” Kai flipped through both David’s and Jonathan’s side of the closet before finally settling on a black A-shirt and a red flannel shirt. “Where are the trousers?”

“On the shelf above the tees.” David pointed them out. “We both wear the same size, so mine and his are all mixed up.”

Kai looked through until he found a ragtag pair. “These. Put them on. I do your makeup when you are dressed.”

David grinned, cocking his head to one side. “Will you do my makeup on Saturday?”

Kai smiled wickedly. “I think you never ask! Of course, I will be happy to oblige.”

In no time, David sat backwards in the desk chair, eyes closed as Kai deftly applied eyeliner and shadow, mascara and lip liner. A hint of color and David’s shiny glitter gloss, Kai’s hands went to David’s hair, using a bit of gel and pomade to give life to his curls. When he finished, he grabbed his camera from his bag and took a couple of photos. “For posterity’s sake… and for Jonathan. Little preview for what I do for Saturday.” Kai blushed. “And because I think you are beautiful always, but here, little nervous… little aggravated… positively stunning.”

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Hope you like!

Snippet today is a littttttle late (apologies!), but it comes from a WIP called Without Your Sunlight, and again features Salazar Moone. Here goes!

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Salazar blinked, realizing why this Mar looked so like Sirius, “Are you… Wings of Zephyros, you are—”

“So he didn’t embellish it when he said you knew my name.” She smirked, confirming her identity, “Yes, I am Sothis, daughter of Sirius, and Heir of the Bearer.”

“Sothis… stars, you were none but an infant—now you must be—”

“Past my first millennia?” She snorted, clipping, “And you are the one Mar in the universe that can make my father lose his mind.”

My snippet today comes from a flash fiction I submitted to the QSF anthology, and it was rejected, so I’ll use it for something else. It’s called “Falling Into You” and I hope you like it! It’s from Sirius’ memory.

Quick Note: Mars are a human-like species not of this world, but they have power over creation. They worship the wind and they can transform into owls. They can cross into our world, but most choose not to do so. In this case, Salazar chose to cross over… and hopefully, soon, I will tell you why! 🙂

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The tawny feathers of his cloak rippled as Sirius stalked through the Hall of Pillars in the Temple of Zephyros. His gaze locked on Salazar, communing at an altar fashioned in the shape of an owl in flight, the pure white feathers of his cloak spread around him. Head bowed, the tousled raven waves of his hair cascaded over his shoulders. Sirius whirled to a stop behind his love, his expressive face pale, generous mouth forming a thin double line.

“Why?”

The superb Mar faced him, violet eyes wide, “How can you ask me that, Sirius?”

I am so late for this (and I apologize!)… but here’s my last minute addition! 😦 Please forgive me!

My snippet is from AETERNUM, the next book in the Covenant Series. It’s Christmastime 1993 (two days before Christmas), and David and Jonathan have adjourned to the Wolffs home. They’ve been making candy with their moms and little brothers all afternoon, and David’s just spent a little time with his stepfather in the living room with the tree. Jonah (stepdad) had his car broken into, so he’s replaced David’s Walkman and CD, and David is listening to his reclaimed music when Jonathan happens upon him.

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David blushed, ducking his head to hide behind the curtain of gold hair as he grimaced, asking, “Was I singing very loud?”

Jonathan pressed a kiss to his lips, answering, “Not loud enough for me to hear that beautiful voice of yours, no, but loud enough for me to know you were singing Born to Be My Baby, and babe, I gotta say that I really was born to be your man.”

David giggled, blushing as he agreed, “Yeah, I know, and I love that.”

“I could get my guitar and we could sing together—”

“I don’t know…”

Jonathan lifted David’s chin with one finger, his face open and his expressive eyes wide and clear as he pleaded, “Baby, I have wanted to sing with you again since Halloween. Please… my guitar or the machine, you choose, but allow me one song?”

Hey, I’m back… crazy RL work is a bit of a pain in me arse, but yeah. So my snippet today comes from a little short story I’ve been working hard on in-between trying to sleep and trying to pay bills. Please be aware, the story has not seen the eyes of an editor at all. The working title is Bescreen’d in Night, and it’s a short story that rounds up the end Halley’s Comet… and it was meant to be writ, but never happened for whatever reason.

Like Halley’s Comet, it’s written from Jonathan Shea’s POV, and it takes place directly after David goes missing. I kind of bent the rules, considering my poems don’t have any real punctuation. I counted the three sentences before and the three sentences after to make my six.

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Pulling the moleskin journal out of his back pocket, Jonathan hiccupped and grabbed the pen from the inside pocket of his coat. Bending over the journal as he opened it, he scribed the song exploding in his head. He knew the Bowie influences would be obvious, but he made a mental note to put it only in his journal.

Night bleeds into day
I am spun out of orbit
Day blazes into night
It’s been so long
Well, it’s been so long

My eyes scan the stars
Cold on earth and broken too
The stars blaze bright for me
It’s been so long
Well, it’s been so long

Forty-two days I waited
Forty-two nights I died
Forty-two days I froze
Forty-two nights I lied

And it’s been so long
You’ve been gone so long
I’m so afraid of losing you

Stuffing the pen in the journal, Jonathan shoved it back into the pocket as he heard someone on the ladder. Scooting over into the corner, he wrapped his arms around his shins and pushed his face into his knees. The tears were so close he wasn’t certain he could keep them back much longer, but the time ticked by relentlessly and still they had no lead on David.