Tuesday, March 22, 2011
Sexcitations, Good, Good Vibrations
Springtime howls and yowls, shapeshifter lovers.
Thank you, to everyone who participated in the Luck of the Irish Blog Hop.
Almost good news!!! Okay my writerly eyes are bleary, and threatening to spin like pinwheels in a gusting wind... my head is throbbing... but! The final chapter of Kandy Apple and Her Hellhounds is finished and close to being revised. That means, a final read through and revision... and it’s SUBMISSION time!
So, what you’ll be getting today, since I’ve been working feverishly all day and night... is a rough, unedited short excerpt from Chapter Fifty-Five ~ Sexcitations, Good, Good Vibrations.
Light of foot, she ran toward them. Thinking Zin and Zol should be able to see her by now, Kandace waved.
No response. Her hellhounds patiently waited for her. A match for each other, they stood with their hands dashingly placed inside their tux jacket pockets.
Behind them, a long slit formed in the dimensional bubble. Kandace watched as someone’s shoulder slid through.
“Zol, Zin, watch out!”
She screamed another warning, her heart threatening to pound out of her chest.
Her power surged, sparking like fireworks. Relieved beyond belief, Kandace raised her arm, and aimed preparing to blast the intruder.
Zin and Zol spun, halting her use of magick. With elegant execution, they handily dropped Major Odarran to his knees.
Busting through in pairs, the DOD team attacked, their guns firing laser pulses. Zol and Zin took them on, moving like James Bond in a fast-forwarded movie.
In a series of coordinated martial arts moves, her hellhounds dispatched their foes. Kandace watched their life force mist away. Oddly, their bodies became cubes, then vanished.
Ultra smooth, Zin flipped the mini weapon Vresc had retrieved out of his pocket. He pointed it dead center at Major Stiles’ forehead.
“Mind activated, I believe,” he snarled.
With no hesitation, the Major backed away. Behind him, the conjured bubble dissolved.
Surging forward, Linda screeched. The enraged sound had Zol baring his teeth.
In a split second, he glowed like a fiery lava, and Kandace witnessed a demonic red fog form around her hellhounds.
Zol growled as the DOD handler drew a Star Trek looking Phaser. A split second later, a lick of flame, similar to a dragon, stopped just short of Linda’s face.
At the same moment, Kandace’s guardian leaped toward her. Wings outstretched, he protectively stood before her, hissing.
Kandace lowered her hand slightly, glad she’d been able to control her magick, just in case Zin or Zol had gotten in the way.
In slow retreat, Linda moved backward. “Hellhounds,” she sneered like a curse.
“And the day keeps on remindin' me, there's a hellhound on my trail. Hellhound on my trail, hellhound on my trail,” Zin and Zol sang as a duo.
Hearing Robert Johnson’s iconic blues lyrics sung in a Cary Grant croon, nearly had Kandace laughing. If she hadn’t been intent on keeping her witchy powers strong, she would have cracked up.
HAPPY SPRINGTIME SHAPESHIFTING
Savanna Kougar ~ Run on the Wild Side of Romance ~