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It's Snippet Sunday, a Weekend Writing Warriors' blog hop!
I'm alternating snippets between this blog and my mainstream romance pen name. This week I'm moving on from the WIP I was thinking about reviving (and probably will, thanks to your feedback!)
Current WIP: I've been hard at work giving Their Secret Paradise, an urban fantasy that dovetails into my Immortal Paradise series, a thorough thrice-over. I'll be offering this 2009 release free to readers. A brand new cover is in the works, and I'm stoked about the design my ARC Team voted for hands down! (It's not quite ready for a blog reveal yet, though. No one else has seen it.)
It's Snippet Sunday, a Weekend Writing Warriors' blog hop!
I'm alternating snippets between this blog and my mainstream romance pen name. This week I'm moving on from the WIP I was thinking about reviving (and probably will, thanks to your feedback!)
Current WIP: I've been hard at work giving Their Secret Paradise, an urban fantasy that dovetails into my Immortal Paradise series, a thorough thrice-over. I'll be offering this 2009 release free to readers. A brand new cover is in the works, and I'm stoked about the design my ARC Team voted for hands down! (It's not quite ready for a blog reveal yet, though. No one else has seen it.)
Quick synopsis: Parapsychology graduate Gina Munson finds her uncle's island resort fascinating-but romantically dangerous. Where the gods Love and Lust reside, none will leave untouched, but the supernatural seduction of the island backfired on her before. Her only interest is to study the paranormal without falling victim to it’s “charms.”
Contractor David Gilroy wouldn’t believe in that power even if he knew about it. He cares only about his building job...until he discovers Gina sunbathing topless. But Gina knows she can’t trust what they’re feeling. How can David convince her that his passion is real? What if it isn’t?
Contractor David Gilroy wouldn’t believe in that power even if he knew about it. He cares only about his building job...until he discovers Gina sunbathing topless. But Gina knows she can’t trust what they’re feeling. How can David convince her that his passion is real? What if it isn’t?
The snippet...
(Edited to fit the format)
Last time, contractor David was snapping photos of the resort when he stumbles over a topless woman sunbathing. We ended with:
He jumped as the heavenly mirage swung around on her lounger, the woman’s feet swooping into delicate sandals as she rose. “What the hell do you think you’re doing?”
Let's move on from there...
(Edited to fit the format)
Last time, contractor David was snapping photos of the resort when he stumbles over a topless woman sunbathing. We ended with:
He jumped as the heavenly mirage swung around on her lounger, the woman’s feet swooping into delicate sandals as she rose. “What the hell do you think you’re doing?”
Let's move on from there...
“I’m sorry,” David managed. “I didn’t realize this space was occupied.”
Eyes that mirrored the lush green of the surrounding leaves simmered as she nodded to the camera in his hand. “And once you saw otherwise, you decided to take home a few naked picture souvenirs?”
“Of course not.”
“What’s the matter, can’t a handsome guy like you get a real date?”
“Look, lady, I don’t photograph naked chicks as a hobby—I’m here on business.”
“So you sell them. I feel so much better knowing my photo is in the hands of a pro, destined for Desperate Losers dot com.”
Ridiculous as the accusation was, he had to quirk a smile at her candor.
...So what do you think?
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This is a fun snippet with engaging dialogue.
ReplyDeleteI had a little smile, too. Nice comeback from her.
ReplyDeleteI chuckled. Great banter. :)
ReplyDeleteThey aren't exactly getting off to a good start, are they?
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