Six Sentence Sunday

Welcome back for Six Sentence Sunday! Now that major revisions are finished for BLEED FOR ME, I'm having some fun with a short story. May turn into a novella. Haven't decided. Let's take a look at CAUGHT WITHOUT PANTIES.

Trey Ashton has just been arrested for prostitution by sexy Officer Jesse Cane. They have a past and now, she's having a staring contest with her John in the cell across from her. Jesse has come in to give her back something she lost.

"These belong to you?” he asked as he came around the corner. Jesse held up something made of pink lace and black ribbon. “Got ‘em out of his pocket.”

            “And you thought I’d want them back after he touched them?” Trey smiled as best as she could out of sarcasm. “No thank you.”

Six Sentence Sunday

Revisions for BLEED FOR ME are winding down and things are getting very stressful/exciting for my characters!

 

Torrhent has just survive through the worst attack on her life and has convinced herself she's better off dead in order to save others.

She turned to face him, talking to his back. “Thank you. For everything.” For keeping me alive, she kept to herself. “I hope you get your sister back.”

Taigen didn’t move and Torrhent forced her feet forward. It was another four hundred miles until New York, but there had to be a police station somewhere along the way.

Six Sentence Sunday

Welcome back for Six Sentence Sunday! Be sure to check out other Sixers after reading mine!

Check out my current WIP, BLEED FOR ME. Torrhent and Taigen are on the run and laying low in a hotel in the middle of nowhere. The bullet mentioned is an old wound.

His suspicion had reached an all-time high.

The cold desert air bit into the bullet in his chest, but he pushed himself forward, ignoring the pain. Something had woken him a half hour ago and forced him from the warm embrace of his charge. Now, he knew why.

Slowly, Taigen withdrew the gun from the back of his pants, taking aim.

He had no reason to fire. Yet.

Six Sentence Sunday

From the current WIP I'm revising: BLEED THIS WAY. Check out other Sixers while you're at it!

Torrhent and Taigen are on the run from the FBI and the antagonist's assassins. In Taigen's opinion, the last place they'd look is a cop's house, but he hasn't told Torrhent the entire truth. The two are hiding behind the front door as LAPD shows up to investigate the stolen truck in the driveway.

Reaching behind him, Marcus fumbled for his wallet and flashed his credentials. “I’m Agent Marcus Grant of ATF.”

Torrhent bolted to her feet.

Taigen wrenched around to hold her in place, pushing her back against the wall. He clamped a hand down over her mouth to keep her from screaming, but wasn’t sure he could hold her in place for long. His face was inches away from hers, her breath warm on his hand.

Six Sentence Sunday

Good morning, peeps! Yes, I know, I am actually on schedule for today's post. I'm trying really hard to keep posting, but some things always get in the way.

This Sunday, I am participating in Six Sentence Sunday! This little snippet is from the book I'm currently rewriting. Revisions are going well now that I've finished the hardest part: the first three chapters. Everything is moving more smoothly and the suspense is killing me!

Enjoy the first six lines of the book and please leave comments if you feel I can improve them in any way :) Thanks!

            Monday’s escape had made headlines.

Torrhent Lynd eyed the convenience store cashier as she moved toward the bathroom, keeping her face averted in case his eyes moved from her picture on the television to her. She pushed her body inside the dark room quickly with her supplies. With only one stall, a sink and a garbage can, the bathroom offered what she needed, but took any remaining dignity she might have had left.

The voice of a female cop filtered through the thin door from the television. Dangerous...armed...FBI.

A murderer.