Snippet Sunday: November 22, 2015

Welcome to Snippet Sunday on Darkling Dreams!

Where writers come together to share a few sentences (8-10) of their current project — whether it’s a recently released novel, a WIP (work in progress), or an older manuscript that’s being revived. Intended to hook readers, gather feedback and build an author’s fan base, Snippet Sunday is the FB group that does all three.

Snippet Sunday

In honor of me taking a dive off the deep end into more insanity for the month with NaNoWriMo, I am continuing my snippets from the fantasy novel I am working on for NaNo, Darkness Becomes Her. Though I have had a total author crisis and am realizing that title works so much better with a book down the line in the series. So guess what? That title is probably changing soon. To what though, I have not a clue yet. Let’s just say my snippets will be from Book 1 of the Dark Heir Chronicles now. (If I ever figure out that new title, I will change this, but we all know how titles go…)

Previously on Sunday Snippets: Four year old Heather was being dragged, bound and gagged, through the manor home of her kidnapper’s in a magic filled realm towards the fate that is to befall her now at the hands of he woman clad in black. Now she is been taken down to the lowest level of the manor, the dungeons, and into a rather terrifying workroom, where she was thrown in a cell.

Picking up right where I left off from last week’s snippet. (Some sentences may have been creatively punctuated to fit the ten sentence limit.)

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She screamed against the gag again, blubbering and sobbing uncontrollably in her terror, so terrified now that she could feel a warm liquid seep down her leg, indicating that she had soiled herself.

The woman didn’t even pause as she shoved the door open further and hauled Heather inside, dumping her in front of the chains hanging from the wall. She sneered in disgust when she smelt the putrid scent of the urine and pulled out a small knife from inside her cloak, bending down to her and making Heather scream at the sight of it again. Instead of using it on her, she roughly turned her around and cut through the rope binding her hands together before she yanked each arm to the chains and clasped them around her wrists. The cold metal bit into her stinging wrists from the rope burn of too tight binds, and they clattered loudly against the stone, the sound piercing through her.

Once she was chained up, the woman stood back up and swept out of the cell, banging the door closed behind her and locking it — not that she really needed to lock it, the child wasn’t going anywhere. Heather continued to weep as she watched the woman walk away around the table and towards the cupboards. Her shaking was making the chains rattle and since they gave her enough movement to move her arms a little bit, she pulled her knees up tight to her chest and wrapped her little arms around them, pulling the nightgown over them to try to keep warm in the damp, cold cell.

When she finally realized she could move her arms around, she reached up and pulled the gag off her mouth with shaking hands, letting it fall around her neck, the wet material cold against her skin. She looked up to the woman as she watched her open one of the glass paned cupboards and take out a vial with something black swirling within it.

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This story is not yet on Wattpad because it is my baby that I hope to publish one day, and if no one will publish me, I am self publishing. But it’s also not on Wattpad because it’s in first draft phases yet. So there will be no “if you wish to read more…” And I do technically have a cover made but since my little crisis in changing the title…that’s going to change now, too.

However! If you wish to read anything else that I do have finished, you can hop on over to my profile on Wattpad and check out what I have to offer. I love to hear any and all feedback on my work as well. Comments are greatly appreciated, as are the reads.

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14 thoughts on “Snippet Sunday: November 22, 2015

    • Intense indeed. This novel/series wasn’t meant to be a walk in the park, I dug deep in the soil.
      Thanks for reading, Veronica! :) I will repay the comments when I finally get my computer running again, or get to the library.

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    • Funny you should say “what a witch”… But like I told Dianne, I’m not going to spoil what happens.
      Thanks for reading, Linda! :) I will catch up on your snippets when I get a working computer or hop on over to the library.

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    • You sure you don’t want to know what’s in that vial? It’ll get interesting, in a heart breaking sort of way like it already is.
      Thanks for reading, Iris! I will catch up on your snippets when I finally have a running computer or make a trip to the library.

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    • Glad to hear that, hooked is what I want to hear. It was never meant to be a light hearted novel.
      Thanks for reading, Jennifer! :) I will get caught up on your snippets once I have a working computer again or make it to the library.

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