For Halloween, I’ve put my first supernatural novel, THE ARTIST’S INHERITANCE (Antique Magic, book one), on sale for $.99. If you’d like to check it out, now’s the time. What’s the book about? With the help of ancestral ghosts, a woman, and fledgling witch, who inherits her brother-in-law’s house only to find it haunted. Along her journey, she must defend her husband from insanity, and an ancient family curse.
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Halloween is right around the corner? Are you ready? Being as it’s our favorite time of year, here, I don’t think we’re ever not up for a ghoulies visit. ;) For today I have another fine writer visiting, one who loves these misunderstood creatures as much as we do. Miss Brandy Nacole has written about vampires and all sorts of creatures. She’s here today to talk a little bit more about her interest in them. Read on and I hope you enjoy.
by Brandy Nacole
Paranormal creatures have been the center of many conversations throughout history. Parents who try and keep their children from doing something dangerous or to keep them in line. Friends scaring each other around the campfire. Local townsfolk telling the local myths to tourists around a steaming cup of coffee.
Best laid plans and all…
I was going to participate in a “call” for flash fiction awhile ago that I saw on one of my author groups, but you know…I just kept coming up with stuff that didn’t work. It was either longer than I think the call-er takes (the guidelines asked for 300 words) or it didn’t end happily. ;) So, for your giggles, here’s what I came up with.
The picture for the prompt looked something like this:
Note the fact that the dude has no hair on his chest (or at least I don’t see any in the picture). Looking at this, a little shapeshifter story popped into my head for your Halloween reading pleasure. It goes something like this: (**Might have a bit of language some of you might consider offensive. Be warned).
Scratch til it bleeds
Once king of the Known Savanna the humans bested him. He couldn’t remember now how it happened.
The concubine’s soulless eyes swept over them; one after another she scrutinized the men standing in line with him.
Balless twits the lot of them. And every one of them shaved clean. He’d never known such a shifter pride to be so chicken. Every one of the shifters beside him exuded an arrogance he didn’t deserve. Did they see what they’d given up for a chance in her bed?
He kicked himself for he followed the example. Pride, survival? T’was a hard call.
His skin itched from the shave he’d given himself trying to blend in with the conqueror. Foolish move, that. He’d give anything right now, to scratch! But she watched. And he wouldn’t let her know she’d won. Be still. Overlooked. Freedom awaits!
“You!” she said.
He touched his hat. “Ma’am.” Damn. Caught. Time was, he’d crept across the savanna like a hunter, not the hunted. You’ve grown weak, son.
She pointed at him.
The guards grabbed his arms and escorted him into her quarters. Opulence oozed from the walls, but the furs gracing the bed and marble floor made him shiver. Lion, leopard. His kin.
His skin itched as his fur wiggled beneath the human facade. He couldn’t help himself; he drew his sheared-short fingernails across his chest. Damn playing a human was hard!
She shut the door and slid out of her robes, standing naked before him.
“Really, now.” She stalked closer, as if he were the prey and she the lioness in tall grass. “Why do you scratch?”
He gave her a cheeky grin. “Come here and I’ll show you.”
She removed his hat, pushed him down on the bed, and stripped him of his jeans. Her caressing hands made it hard to concentrate.
She kept missing the right spot!
His lush golden fur wouldn’t be contained; as it slipped through his skin relief flooded him. “That’s why,” he said.
She screamed bloody murder… His claws came out…
He dropped her corpse and scratched, sighing relief. Satisfied, he picked up his hat, wondering, were the thin blood streaks across his chest from her claws, or his?
Hehe. I hope you enjoyed this little bit of flash fiction
copyright 2014, Juli D. Revezzo
*Sorry. I do not know the photographer of the above cowboy. It was just provided as part of the prompt.
An excerpt from fantasy author Jolene Dawe‘s forthcoming story…. This will be part of her Story Subscription series. Do go check it out. It looks like a great read!
Originally posted on Strip Me Back To The Bone:
If you’re thinking about signing up for my story subscription for December’s installment, here’s a free sneak peek at what’s in store! (Heck, even if you aren’t, here’s a free sneak peek anyway!)
I crested the hill while the sun was still three finger-lengths above the horizon and stopped cold. Fear curdled in my stomach and burned in my throat. It wasn’t that the forest had grown in the half-season since I’d last passed this way. Forests often behaved in ways one couldn’t anticipate, advancing over this valley, retreating from that mountainside, devouring villages and villagers alike, or ringing the town with living, growing walls to keep the humans safe from the creatures that roamed the night. There was no predicting what the trees might do, not even the Summoners. To try was to tempt madness. The forest was closer to Midpoint Crest, the spot where I stood locked…
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