Just a little energy work for #8sunday #YA #metaphysics #fantasy

Hello Weekend Writing Warriors 🙂 As usual,it’s been awhile since I’ve posted. But I thought I’d share a bit from my young adult fantasy/metaphysical novel: Tryad.

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“Kaylee Marin Stephens! Get down from there!” my mother hissed, standing in that pose mothers the world over had perfected. Feet spread more than shoulder-width apart, partially bent forward, with her hands on her abundant hips, Mom looked more like a general berating her troops than a mother trying to get her daughter down from the roof.

With a loud sigh, I closed my eyes and imagined myself standing in front of her. The moment my toes sunk into the grass, she hissed again. “Go to your room. When your father comes home, I’m going to send him up to deal with you. Just because they taught you that you could do anything does not mean you should levitate anywhere you please.”

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Book Cover: Tryad
Available at:

Tryad

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Out of Print

A sixty-eight #8sunday #ya #metaphysical #romance #humor #paranormal #wewriwa

Hello Weekend Writing Warriors 🙂

I keep forgetting to sign up. Whoops! Anyway, thought I would give you a snippet from Tryad, my young adult metaphysical romance that came out the end of last year. Here, Kaylee is introduced to, well…Heath’s pride and joy. If she can only figure out why.

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“Shall we go?”
Nodding, I walked out, closing the door behind me and followed him down our drive to an old black car with a really loud muffler. “What is it?” I asked Vane.

“A sixty-eight. Heath built it from the ground up. It’s his baby.” Vane opened up the passenger door and pulled the front seat forward for me, obviously assuming I would know what a sixty-eight was. I climbed into the back of the rumbling car, feeling a bit trapped, and yet not about to admit I had no idea.

 

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Book Cover: Tryad
Available at:

Tryad

Published:

Out of Print

Now off you go to read some amazing snippets from even more amazing authors. 🙂

We’ll take it from here #8sunday #wewriwa #dystopian #paranormal #ya

Hello, WeWriWa followers! How are you doing this week?

I’m giving another snippet from Camp One this week. In this scene, Dolce, Courtland, and Mieran are meeting the three most powerful prisoners in the camp they are now a part of.

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“We’ll take it from here,” the redhead said to the guards behind them. The strength in his voice and his bearing were obvious but it was still surprising when the guards backed off and left them alone. Turning his deep blue eyes on them, he gave them a sad smile. “Welcome to hell. My name is Iain. To my left is Devon.” Devon was even larger than Iain was. While the same height, his shoulders were wide, his muscles numerous and when you added in his shoulder length shaggy black hair, deep gray eyes and constant hand twitching, Dolce was sure he was someone to keep an eye on. 

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The Changelings: Camp One

Picture the United States, circa 20-teens.
Only it’s not the United States we know. Or is it? 

Every year, teenagers from the ages of 14-16 get tested for a classified, illegal hormone nobody knows anything about, except for the military. Tested as positive for XJ-99Q, Dolce, Courtland, and their friend Mieran are removed from society and thrown into a camp in the middle of the desert. With electrified fencing and face-to-face duels to the death, they don’t imagine it could be worse. Until they find out what the hormone actually does; turns them into something else entirely. Faced with annihilation, Dolce and Courtland join up with the three strongest males in camp. While Mieran joins with their enemy. 
When the camp is destroyed, five of them escape, tasting freedom. But when they relax their guard, the military finds them. Captured, escaped, and captured again, no matter which way they move, the military is two steps ahead of them. 
Against all odds, they find a family of humans they trust and wish to stay with. Only, this time, they may have not just doomed themselves, but every human in their vicinity to the fate of Camp One.

They were…different #WeWriWa #dystopian #paranormal #8sunday #YA

Hello, WeWriWa followers! How are you doing this week?

I’m giving another snippet from Camp One this week, since there seemed to be some interest. It’s actually a completed 111k book. I wrote it as 3 separate novellas and after a huge amount of cutting and changing the ending, it still ended up over 100k. In this scene, Dolce, Courtland, and Mieran have just taken showers and put on the camp uniform of tan upon tan.

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“I think we need to explain fashion to these people.”

They were happy to throw their clothes into the hamper that stood off to the side but Dolce did not want to toss her dress in there. “It’s the only color here,” she explained to the man who looked at her as though she was speaking a foreign language. “Look,” she went on in exasperation, “If I have to wear such boring clothing, I can at least accessorize by cutting this up.”

He seemed to disagree as he grabbed her dress and stuffed it in the hamper, pushing her out the door of the shower where the boys waited.

“Unbelievable,” she hissed, following her two friends along a long metal hallway. At the end stood three men. They were…different. 

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The Changelings: Camp One

Picture the United States, circa 20-teens.
Only it’s not the United States we know. Or is it? 

Every year, teenagers from the ages of 14-16 get tested for a classified, illegal hormone nobody knows anything about, except for the military. Tested as positive for XJ-99Q, Dolce, Courtland, and their friend Mieran are removed from society and thrown into a camp in the middle of the desert. With electrified fencing and face-to-face duels to the death, they don’t imagine it could be worse. Until they find out what the hormone actually does; turns them into something else entirely. Faced with annihilation, Dolce and Courtland join up with the three strongest males in camp. While Mieran joins with their enemy. 
When the camp is destroyed, five of them escape, tasting freedom. But when they relax their guard, the military finds them. Captured, escaped, and captured again, no matter which way they move, the military is two steps ahead of them. 
Against all odds, they find a family of humans they trust and wish to stay with. Only, this time, they may have not just doomed themselves, but every human in their vicinity to the fate of Camp One.