Tuesday, May 26, 2015
...kick down the castles...
Pic from ~northernstarart~
Rain, Rain howls and yowls, shapeshifter lovers.
Again, since my writing time is so limited these days, here's another sneak peek from a raw, 'unedited' chapter of my SHAPESHIFTER SEDUCTIONS WIP -- starring my winged horse heroine, Keina, and her more-than-human hero, Drev. Right now, they are enjoying Thanksgiving day together, and are dining in Drev's 'out of the way' survival cabin home. ... oh, and they're learning more about each other.
End of Chapter-seven ~
"Dressing in my world often reminds me of the actors in your movies. They dress the part."
Drev gave a nod, then asked, "No movies in your world?"
"No movies. We have entertainment venues and theatrical plays, which most often depict our history. Perhaps, it is because we have viewing crystals."
"Viewing crystals?" Drev buttered a roll.
"They're similar to those big TV screens, but are crystal. We can view any happening in the past, or any public event." Keina paused, and after a flip of her hair, she added, "Including what you would call sports."
"Wow." Drev's eyebrows shot for the sky. "Wowser." An instant later he scowled, "Is it one way viewing, or like a two-way mirror?"
Keina leaned back tilting her head in thought. "Oh, I understand. You mean like the big-brother televisions here." She grinned wickedly. Her inner horse shook her woman's body in defiance -- as if she shook dust off her coat.
"No," Keina continued as a firestorm burst inside her, "we would know if that ever happened, given our psi abilities. Every one of us would morph, and go kick down the castles of whomever was involved."
Chapter Twenty-eight ~ Drev Zander
"Good plan. I like that kicking down idea." Drev splashed a bit more wine into his Keina's glass. "I've often wondered what the outcome would be, if humankind suddenly awakened to their psi powers. If the shadow government could no longer hide their secrets. Their darkest sins."
Drev watched his beautiful woman hesitate. Her expression changed to one of complete seriousness, and she gently tossed her mane of hair again. "Mind chaos, as we would describe it."
"You can't handle the truth." Drev quietly spoke as his insides became fiercely turbulent. Realizing he'd taken their T-day celebration in a dark direction, he reversed course. "I apologize, sweetheart. This was supposed to be a joyous occasion. Only."
His women silently regarded him for a moment or two. "It can't be helped, stud man. There is a black cloud of evil over Earth...right now." She sighed, deep and long. "I know you have a circle of witches at Dante's underground castle. I've seen their good energies at work...in the ethers. That is, whenever I fly in that area of the sky."
"Yes, our gathering of good witches...for a few years now, they've arrived. We also have several remote viewers." Drev slid his foot out of his loafer, tenderly covering her little foot. "On the cyber-tech side, we're recruiting the best and brightest -- as they say -- inside the para-shifter world, and as fast as possible."
"I will help in any way in your defense." The earnest, determined expression in his Keina's gaze zoomed straight to Drev's heart. "Invisibility and flight are very useful at times."
"Yes." Drev just had to grin, somewhat tickled by the warrioress face his filly girl now wore. "Very useful against enemies of the Peak," he emphasized on a solemn note. Already envisioning battle scenarios, as he'd been trained to do when in the military, he added, "Dante, his inner circle...all of us are doing are damn best to cover all the bases. Not easy in these times."
"We would make a good team, I believe." The fearless gleam in his woman's eye convinced Drev.
"We would." He offered his hand, embracing hers when Keina clasped hands with him. He placed several soft kisses in the center of her palm.
As he released her hand, she leaned, stretching over the table to stroke her fingertips along his jaw. "I love the feel of you, Drev."
"Softer than a lover's eye," he sang in a raspy whisper, as she moved back from him. Hell, he felt as though he stood on a mountain top, lit up by the brilliance of the sun. But on the inside.
"That is so poetic, my Drev." Beaming at him, Keina gave an excited little shimmy.
"I can't claim those poetic words, sweetheart. But you inspired my memory. It's a lyric from John Denver's song, Rocky Mountain High."
"You have a poetic soul. And a good memory. You will have to introduce me to this musician."
"Sad to say, Keina, he died long ago...passed on to the immortal realms after his plane failed and crashed." To counter another downer, Drev slid his chair back and stood. "I have a surprise."
"Really?" Keina bounced a bit in her chair, her gaze radiant with anticipation.
"No fair using your psi power, either. To find out," Drev bantered, even as he whipped around toward the fridge.
"My mind is a blank," she primly promised. "Besides, you'd feel it if I scanned your thoughts."
Striding quickly, Drev opened the fridge door retrieving the bowl of apple walnut salad he'd made while Keina showered. The recipe was another one of his mother's favorites, and a Thanksgiving day standard when he was growing up.
"I smell cut apples," she trilled as he approached.
"It's the apple pie," Drev teased.
"No, I smell grapes, celery, cream, honey...and what do you call it? Mayonnaise?"
"Evidently you can't fool a filly's nose." Drev removed one of the empty dishes, set it on the nearest counter, then placed the bowl of creamy salad on the table.
"I'll put some on your plate, Drev." She eagerly spoke, already plunging in a large spoon.
Amused by Keina, Drev laughed before seating himself again. She'd rapidly spooned a heaping helping for him, and was piling the salad on her plate.
Wishing you love and passion on the wild side ~
Savanna Kougar ~ Run on the Wild Side of Romance