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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.
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. (This is still unedited, other than the look over editing I do before hitting post. Please excuse some errors.)
This week’s teaser picks up a couple pages after last week’s snippet. Ciara had taken charge and had begun to torture the prisoner, making Heather watch the entire time. We pick up toward the end of the torment when Heather can finally bear no more.
Now for the sixth peek at Chapter 8: Shifting Fear…
“S-Stop!” she cried out, tears slipping down her cheeks. “Pl-Please… Stop…”
Ciara must have cut the curse off on the girl at her plea for she faintly registered the screaming choke off into great gasps for air.
“What did you just say?” Her dark voice slithered through the space between them like a snake ready to strike. She didn’t need to have her eyes open to be able to feel the cold gaze upon her. The shiver down her spine was enough of a tell.
Despite having her ears covered she heard her mentor’s question loud and clear in the echoing silence left in torment’s wake. With shaking hands she uncovered her ears, heart still hammering in her chest. She couldn’t bring herself to look though. “M-Make it stop…” she blubbered, “p-please… Can’t…”
The Dark One was upon her before Heather could react to the swishing sound of her cloak signaling movement. She gagged as she was grabbed around the throat and thrown back harshly into the wall. Sharp nails that dug into soft flesh held her there with tiptoes barely scuffling the floor. Her eyes finally shot open in surprise and fear, grappling at Ciara’s hands in a pitiful attempt to pry her mentor away and clear her airway from being crushed. Out of the corner of her eye she saw the girl look up toward them before she hung her head slightly in defeat.
“You are supposed to watch, Heir. Not turn away like a coward. It’s pathetic, it’s weakness,” Ciara spat hatefully. “My Heir will not be soft!”
Heather flinched from the tone, but was more focused on the fact she could hardly breathe. Her face was turning red from the lack of air. Ciara glared at her a moment longer before dropping her to the ground in a heap. Heather rubbed at her throat as she was released, wheezing large gulps of air back into her lungs. Each breath was a painful stab at first until the dizziness passed. Silent tears rolled down her cheeks.
“If you will not watch, then may it be your time to prove yourself worthy as my Heir.”
This is going to get ugly quick, isn’t it?
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…”
However! If you wish to read anything else that I have out for free, you can hop on over to my profile on Wattpad and check out what I have to offer. Or if you wish to read my debut release, Embermyst, you can find out more about that in the tabs above. (I’m working on the tabs, bare with me.) I love to hear any and all feedback on my work as well. Comments are greatly appreciated, as are the reads. You can also find me on my Facebook author page to keep up to date with all that’s going on in my writing.
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