I thought I’d share with you some of the stuff I’ve been writing. *wiggles fingers*
If you haven’t read any up to On Demon Wings, I would refrain from reading below. It’s not a huge spoiler or anything but, you know, mystery is good. Very good.
So…don’t read on! lol
If you don’t want Into the Hollow to be spoiled for you — also refrain from reading on. I admire your willpower. I am actually one of those people who won’t read the “excerpts” of future books that are included at the end of books. At least, I didn’t do that with the Fever Series, but that’s probably because I had all the books at my ready. Speaking of, how stoked for Iced am I??? Pretty stoked! I am so happy I discovered the Fever Series this summer after so many readers were raving about it and even happier to know it’s not all over.
Anyhoo, off track…
*cough* potential SPOILERS coming *cough*
Without further ado, here is another Into the Hollow snippet (unedited, of course):
I shot Paul an apologetic look and ran after Dex, out of the store and onto the frigid street.
“Hey,” I said, pulling on his coat for him to stop.
He turned and cocked his head. “Yes?”
“What was that about?”
“What? Oh right, here’s your beer.”
Dex shoved the cold jug into my hands. Then he undid Fat Rabbit’s leash and handed that to me too.
“No,” I said, trying to juggle the items. “The cockblocking.”
He burst out laughing, his brows raised as he looked at me. “Cockblocking? What? You have a cock now?”
I stamped my foot. “No, Paul. He was flirting with me and you totally shot him down.”
His chin lowered and pulled back against his neck. “I don’t even know what you’re talking about. You were just chatting, from what I saw.”
“He was flirting and you know it. You wanted to make it look like we were together.”
“Why would I do a thing like that?”
“Because you’re a jerk.” I said the first thing that came to mind.
He looked around him, as if for backup. “Wow. Maybe we should add a no name-calling clause to the house rules.”
“Enough with the damn rules already.”
“Hey,” he growled, coming right up to me, chest against mine. “If it weren’t for those damn rules, we’d already be having dirty sex all over that apartment.”
Either it was the words “dirty sex” or the way he was looking down at me so intensely, or the fact that he might have been telling the truth or how damn confident he sounded, I was stunned and at a loss for words. My cheeks immediately flushed.
He kept his shining, dark eyes on mine until I had to look away, while my brain struggled to come up with something other than playing images of us having dirty sex together.
“That’s right,” he continued, voice low and velvet smooth. “You know it’s true. I’m not saying I agree with the rules, but you know, you started them.”
I cleared my throat, finding my footing. “And I’m glad I did. Man, you are way too confident for someone who keeps getting shot down.”
His eyes widened humorously. “Shot down? And who’s doing the shooting, you?”
I opened my mouth then realized how egotistical I would have sounded.
“No, you’re not shooting me down, kiddo,” Dex went on. “Because I’m not really trying. When I do try, you’ll know it. And then you’ll throw the whole damn rulebook out the window.”