I Am Not Amused -Snippet Sunday

It's Snippet Sunday, a Weekend Writing Warriors'  blog hop!

My blog tour is underway and I'm preparing for a writing getaway to a mountain cabin next week. I can't wait!  
I'm editing Sons of Herne 5, Feillor: God of Lammas, which will release at the end of this month. 

Last time, Salina appeared out of nowhere to find herself in the realm of the god she'd just been calling on...or so she thought. We ended with: “Who do you believe you were praying to?” he asked, a touch of derision firing his gaze.

“To you, of course—Herne the hunter.”

We pick up with her reply...

“I am Feillor, god of the harvest, son of Herne.”
“If you aren’t Herne, then I have no idea what I’m doing here,” she said, blinking at the sheer muscle of his physique.
“I think I do, and I am not amused by it,” he called out, raising his head as she shouted the last.
“Who are you talking to?” she asked, glancing upward to see nothing but an impossibly colored golden-blue sky.
“The ones who may as well send you back right now,” he said, lowering the blade of his scythe so that it rested on the ground. “Rise, she who prays to the old ones.”
With a shiver, she got to her feet, feeling his scrutiny slide over every molecule. If only her hair had been a few inches longer, she could completely cover the key parts he lingered on.
“Do you always pray while naked?” he asked, and there was a faint whiff of humor in the tone. “Or did your clothing somehow stay on the other side?”

What do you think?  

About Feillor: God of Lammas

Feillor is preparing to bring in the first harvest before the celebration of Lammas, a task he undertakes for his own realm, not for the benefit of the humans who long ago abandoned respect for nature and the old ways. He raises his scythe to cut the sacred wheat and nearly "harvests" a woman who appears out of nowhere. Returning the earth woman means dealing with the Fates, who will grant his request to send her back on one condition--he must cross to the human realm and stay there for three days before deciding gods should abandon mortals forever.

Salina has no intention of letting a construction company gobble up the precious woods where she conducts her most sacred pagan rituals. She is praying for guidance when she is taken swept away to the realm of immortals--and almost straight into the blade of a horned god's scythe. She believes her prayers to Herne have been answered, but instead she learns that Feillor is actually Herne's son--and that he has little care for humans. When she is stuck with him for three days back on Earth, she decides to that she is just the witch to convince a god that the mortal realm is worth saving.

When forces in her world and his own combine to draw them apart, Feillor must come to terms with budding respect for humans-particularly the witch he aches to join with in the ritual of harvest.

About The Sons of Herne series:

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.

Read Book 1 of the series, Dominus: God of Yule--and follow the link inside to get Book 2 free!
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I'm J. Rose Allister, wife, working mom, and the author of over twenty-five books. Somewhere in between one and the next, I love hanging out here on my blog and over on Twitter. Give me a comment or follow-I love chatting with people!