Snippet Sunday: February 7, 2016

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

Welcome to February, everyone! I know it’s a new month but I am going to continue on with the first book in the Dark Heir Chronicles yet, Fated to Darkness. Next month I believe I might switch to something different for March, and then flip back to this in April as motivation for Camp NaNo. I think. Unless I end up rolling with this through April — which is a long time — then switch in between the two Camp months to something else.

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. Having talked of what Ciara finally wants of her, she is now left in her first lesson under her mentor.

Picking up right where I left off from last week’s snippet as Heather still tries to grasp the concept of magic.

(Some sentences may have been creatively edited and punctuated to try to fit the ten sentence limit. I’m over, again. Can we just agree that my snippets will always be a little longer but not too long?)

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She didn’t understand what she was doing wrong. She was feeling the rush like what Ciara was describing to her, but she wasn’t figuring out how to make it appear in her hand. This shouldn’t even be possible, should it?

Ciara got fed up quickly with her Heir’s inability to perform the simple task. Heather stumbled and cried out as Ciara struck her across the face. She fell to the side, hitting the ground hard and whimpered, tears starting to fall faster down her cheeks again.

“It is not that hard a task, Heir,” she hissed, furious it sounded like. “Force the magic out. Now, conjure the same ball.”

Heather stayed upon the ground, crying to herself. She didn’t want to get up. She didn’t want to get up and try again. She curled up a little, the sobs racking her small frame and making her shoulders shake. A sharp kick to her side jolted her and made her cry out once more in pain. She clutched at her side, crying intensely now.

“Get up!” Ciara snapped, and reached down, grabbing Heather’s arm and hauling her back to her feet. She then grabbed her by the neck and made her look at her — her dark forest green eyes flashed dangerously, a threatening promise in their depths. “One more chance, Heir. Stop cowering and pull yourself to together. No Heir of mine will be a sniveling mess or fail at their tasks.”

She released her neck roughly, though her nails dug into Heather’s arm as she yanked it back out palm up. “Call it up and force it out. Now.”

Heather whimpered in fear, still not knowing what to do really. Fear was running rampart through her, so was desperation to go home to a safe, warm bed and her family — but that wasn’t going to happen it seemed like.

Her hesitance only caused Ciara to react more forcefully.

With another snarl, the Dark One’s magic wound straight into Heather with her still holding her arm. The curse felt like Heather had been set on fire again, her insides crawling under the pain. She screamed pitifully and staggered, wanting to go to her knees from the pain. Pain she had never felt before and never wished to feel again.

–*–

Things are really starting to take a turn for the worse…

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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19 thoughts on “Snippet Sunday: February 7, 2016

    • LOL! Just kick her? Not throttle her too? Well, you’ll want to soon. Oops, did I type that outloud? ;) I don’t think kicking her would be a good idea either. She DOES hate “mortals” (what she refers to as humans) and she IS evil. Not a good combination for you to take on a powerful witch. Lol.

      Thanks for reading, Emmy! :)

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    • LOL! Good comeback. There is a reasoning in her mind for how she does this, and a reasoning for why. She’s looking for something…special, shall we say. But I won’t spoil it.

      Thanks for reading, Linda! :)

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