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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.
I am still going to continue on with the first book in the Dark Heir Chronicles, Fated to Darkness. When I’m going to switch to something new, I’m not quite sure yet. Maybe next month. I don’t know. We’ll see. For now, get lost in Heather’s very real nightmare.
Previously on Sunday Snippets: Four year old Heather had been kidnapped from her home by a woman clad in black and whisked off to another realm where she found her kidnapper wanted her to be her Heir. But not just any Heir. After being locked up and put through a ritual that has changed her and her life forever — though she does not yet know it — she has found herself in a small bare essential room with a tiny bathroom, and her new mentor has instructed her to clean herself up and be ready in ten minutes. They are now finally talking of what Ciara wants of little Heather.
I am skipping ahead quite a few pages from last week’s snippet. Ciara has decided it is now time Heather’s training began and she has dragged her off to a different room in this dark manor. A large circular room that, well, you guessed it, is used for training — filled with weapons, targets, and various other things that Heather doesn’t want to know about. Including the stained dark spots on the stone floors.
(Some sentences may have been creatively edited and punctuated to
try to fit the ten sentence limit. I’m over, again, I know. No surprise there anymore.)
“Stand up,” she ordered, and this time Heather complied, standing up on shaky limbs — tears still streaked her face and she was biting her lip to keep it from quivering too much. “Stop crying,” she snapped.
If only it was that simple. It wasn’t like she could hit an on and off button like she would a TV to stop the tears from flowing down her cheeks.
Thankfully, Ciara didn’t seem to press it when she couldn’t stop the tears and she swept back up to Heather, stopping a few feet from her. “I’m going to show you how to start to call upon that magic thrumming through you. Pay attention and do not slack off, I don’t have much patience for disobedience.
“Hold your hand out,” she instructed. Heather shakily did as she was told, looking at her in fear yet. “Now call it up.”
Call it up? How did she do that? She wasn’t given any instructions on how. She wasn’t even told how it worked, she was just told to tap into it; but she barely even knew what it was to do that as well. She looked hesitantly and quizzically to Ciara, pleading silently she would explain a little bit more.
“Well?” she hissed, still waiting for her to do something.
Heather gulped. “H-How?”
Uh oh, just how is this going to go down? And I have finally managed to redo the cover after my title change! Should I do a cover reveal next week? Maybe?
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…”
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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