I'm taking part in Weekend Writing Warrior’s Snippet Sunday. Throughout November I'll be showcasing my NaNo project, the Sons of Herne novella series.
At the moment, I'm working on Book 3, Spirit of Spring.
Last time, Harper discovered she wasn't alone on her solo camping trip when she heard a man's voice outside her tent--most likely the man responsible for stealing her clothes when she'd been bathing in the lake. The scene ends there with a POV switch to Tallisun, god of Ostara, who is standing just outside after she warned that she was armed.
Tallisun waited, wondering what manner of weapon she had trained on him and whether she might unleash it before even setting foot out of the tent. He set her garments down on a canvas folding stool, chiding himself for his foolhardy whim.
He had been possessed by a touch of his mother’s spirit, no doubt, when the trickster in him had decided to grab the woman’s clothing and duck into the woods with it to watch her reaction. Why had he done it?
He’d merely been curious when he had first followed her back to her camp, where he'd watched in surprise while delicate, yet skillful hands made quick work of skinning a pair of conies. What had truly thrown him was when he’d trailed her back to the lake, where she’d pulled off her garments before he could blink.
Spying on bathing women wasn’t his style, but how could a man, even an immortal god, resist such perfection? Still, she had distracted him from a hunt and cost him his kill, so once he had shaken himself free from the intoxicating sight of her, he’d had a sudden and irresistible urge to exact a bit of payback for her unwitting intrusion.
He’d merely been curious when he had first followed her back to her camp, where he'd watched in surprise while delicate, yet skillful hands made quick work of skinning a pair of conies. What had truly thrown him was when he’d trailed her back to the lake, where she’d pulled off her garments before he could blink.
Spying on bathing women wasn’t his style, but how could a man, even an immortal god, resist such perfection? Still, she had distracted him from a hunt and cost him his kill, so once he had shaken himself free from the intoxicating sight of her, he’d had a sudden and irresistible urge to exact a bit of payback for her unwitting intrusion.
What do you think?
About The Sons of Herne:
The god Herne has appointed eight of his most virile, headstrong sons as keepers of the pagan holidays. To honor their sabbat, each must join with a mortal female in a ritual to maintain the balance between worlds.
It is the year of The Thousand Seasons, and the Fates have secretly conspired to mark the end of an era by granting the gods one thing they lack--a true union of male and female that will last beyond the passion of a sabbat joining.
Herne’s sons will wrestle with the conflict between sacred duty and their own yearnings, a struggle will not only challenge their beliefs, but may threaten the success of rituals that must be observed lest the mortal and immortal worlds collide in chaos.
Herne’s sons will wrestle with the conflict between sacred duty and their own yearnings, a struggle will not only challenge their beliefs, but may threaten the success of rituals that must be observed lest the mortal and immortal worlds collide in chaos.
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Hilarious! He plans to exact payment for losing his kill, indeed. My guess is he's got something else coming his way. Good wrighting!
ReplyDeleteLOL Thank you! I think there are plenty in store for these two. :)
DeleteThat's hardly her fault, that he spied on her and was distracted! Sheesh.
ReplyDeleteWay to go on NaNo!
Welll he is actually referring to a scene that took place earlier, where she unwittingly blundered into this hunt and scared off the game. But LOL!
DeleteWell, the old gods re known to be mischievous and have poor impulse control, so this guy would fit right in. From the description of your capable heroine, I think she can handle him - great snippet.
ReplyDeleteGood call! They are indeed, and his mother especially was a trickster so some of it has rubbed off.
DeleteHa! Even an immortal god can't resist a mortal female. Really enjoyed his playful POV. :)
ReplyDeleteThank you! Yes, I do believe her effect may linger with him a while...
DeleteAll the old gods interacted with mortals, especially beautiful female ones. Can't wait to see what happens next.
ReplyDeleteVery true! Though in the modern day, with gods who cannot quite pass for human, it makes for an interesting challenge.
DeleteI like that last line! That really hit it home for me.
ReplyDeleteThanks for that feedback!
DeleteOh, you've done an excellent job of writing his thoughts and his "semi-logic". He's selfishly behaving just like the gods of old. ;-) Good snippet, Rose!
ReplyDeleteMuwahahaha, yes he is. Will his tricks backfire on him? :)
DeleteAt least he has the decency to feel a little bit ashamed of his prank. And he's worried about what sort of weapon she might have hidden in the tent. There seems to be hope for this immortal.
ReplyDeleteLOL yes, a bit of common sense popped in after his little prank.
DeleteHow interesting! I love looking into the mindset of people who just don't think like the rest of us mere mortals. Very intriguing! Thanks so much for sharing!
ReplyDeleteYes, I do believe we're kindred spirits there! Thanks for coming by. :)
DeleteVery nice snippet. I am intrigued to read more!
ReplyDeleteThank you so much!
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