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Happy New Year, folks! 2017 is upon us which means its time for a new set of resolutions and new set of writing goals. Unfortunately, I didn’t finish Fated to Darkness as I had hoped to in December but I’m still plugging away at it. Since I’m not quite sure of my writing goals for the new year just yet, I’m going to continue sharing from Fated to Darkness this month. In February I believe I will be switching to something else brand spanking new.
For all the Snippeteers, I know we had no actual post last week due to the holiday, but I still shared a snippet. Since this week’s snippet is going to pick up just a couple paragraphs from last week’s snippet, it may interest you to read last week’s first to know what is going on. The prisoner speaks first here.
Now for the fifth peek at Chapter 8: Shifting Fear…
“Don’t listen to her,” she spoke up. “Make a run for it, little one. That door is unlocked, go now. Go while you still can.”
Heather peeked her eyes up to her before quickly looking away from her gaze again before she could anger her mentor further. She should have known it wouldn’t take much to annoy her more though. Ciara snarled and Heather watched out of the corner of her eye as the Dark One whirled around to face the prisoner, backhanding her across the face next for still talking. She reached down and grabbed the girl by the collar of her shirt, hoisting her up a bit. Dark lips curled in a well-tamed sneer down at her, enjoying the pure fear flitting across those pale blue-grey eyes despite how she was trying to appear strong.
“You make Dallen sick,” the girl hissed out in a wavering voice.
Ciara looked absolutely livid now and she threw the girl into the wall, making her gasp in surprise. When she crumpled to the floor again, Ciara stomped down on the girl’s wrist with the heel of her boot, bending it in a way it should not bend. A crack sounded from it and the girl cried out in pain. Heather cringed from the sickening sound and the girl’s cry, feeling sick to her stomach already but she couldn’t tear her eyes away now. The Dark One slowly crouched down, still standing on the girl’s now broken wrist.
“You will do well to shut up, fool. By the end of this night, you will be begging for death. Don’t try to make friends with the Heir that will level this pathetic town to the ground,” she whispered darkly.
She whimpered a little, wincing under the pain. “You’ll…fail… Just like with all the others that came before her. They all failed after you showed them off too. She’s too young to be anyone you ever wanted.”
Something tells me the girl is only going to get even more hurt from here on out. However, there’s one thing that comes to mind: if Ciara is so powerful then why has she failed with all the others? And just how many others were there?
Three year old Heather Fraeis is like every other normal toddler. With a loving family, a family dog, and a little bit spoiled.
But fate can be a twisted and cruel friend.
Kidnapped on the night of her fourth birthday by a woman clad in black, Heather is whisked away to a realm that has never been known to exist. Forced into a life she doesn’t want as her kidnapper’s Heir, she comes to find that monsters do in fact exist, nightmares are more than bad dreams, and magic is more than just the thing of fairy tales.
Lies, fear, secrets, and pain await her around every corner. Swallowed whole by the dark path laid out before her, she is forced to fall with no light at the end of the tunnel to give her hope. Until she meets a young boy that may change everything once more for her…
Can Heather defy all the odds and overcome who is she forced to become? Or will it be too late for her to rise above the fate laid before her?
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…”
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5 thoughts on “She’s Too Young (Snippet Sunday 1.1.17)”
If Ciara is so powerful why hasn’t she leveled the town? And I still want to know why she wants an Heir — she doesn’t seem like the sort that would want anyone else with any kind of power around to rival her.
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Very true, she doesn’t, but she still has a large reason for wanting the Heir. As for what that reason is I have to leave you in some mystery. Same with leveling the town, she has a reason. ;) Glad you’re picking up on those though.
Thanks for reading, P.T.! :)
Interesting snippet about the Heir and why she’d even want one. I’m with PT with this. :)
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I’m not going to spoil why she wants the Heir, I gotta leave some goodies for when I finish and release the book.
Thanks for reading, Karen! :)
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