Sweet Saturday Sample

This Saturday’s sample continues with my prologue from Bonded in Exile. Thanks for reading and posting your comments 🙂

The woman’s frantic movements echoed up to him as she scurried around inside the cave-suddenly everything fell eerily silent. She was still in there, he could smell her. The scent of rose hips clung to the air. Delicious…why did they always have to smell so damn good, and look so incredibly beautiful? Those creatures could stir the passions of any angel. The trick was to not let them get too close. One had to be strong enough to resist their charms—their spells of the dark arts. Many had tried, and many had failed.

As the rain intensified, heavy drops beat against the leaves of the trees surrounding him in a cacophony of white noise. Unfortunately, it wasn’t loud enough to drown out the sobs that suddenly filled the cave. Shit… Don’t do it. Don’t go down there. But her cries were so helpless—pathetic. So much for five minutes of peace and quiet, that certainly wasn’t going to happen sitting up here listening to this racket.

Heaving a deep sigh of frustration, Rictor leapt from the tree and landed softly on the muddy soaked earth. Black feathers floated to the ground beside his feet as he tucked his wings behind his back and stepped into the narrow mouth of the cave. The musty scent of rotting leaves clung to the stale, humid air. But not even the earth could hide the scent of the stunning woman huddled before him. No, not a woman—Nephilim.


7 responses

  1. An intriguing sample. What a way to leave us hanging over the holiday, and I hope you have a good one. 🙂

    December 17, 2011 at 10:06 am

  2. Mirriam Smyth

    Tears always seems to do even the toughest man in. Fallen angels, apparently, are no exception. I wonder what he’ll do now that he knows what she is…

    December 17, 2011 at 10:35 am

  3. Although Rictor has experience with “those creatures,” it seems like Nephilim is proving to be too much of a temptation for him. Can’t wait to see what happens next. BTW: I love your characters’ names.

    December 17, 2011 at 2:25 pm

  4. This was all really great, but the detail of the black feathers falling is just WOW. The image is stuck in my head – I LOVE it!

    December 17, 2011 at 9:51 pm

  5. I think Rictor may have met his match here, in more ways than one! Another great snippet.
    Have a wonderful holiday season!

    December 18, 2011 at 3:39 am

  6. I can’t wait to see what happens next

    December 18, 2011 at 12:43 pm

  7. Very sensual excerpt–as in great use of the senses. I can smell the damp earth and hear the white noise of the raindrops. Great job!

    December 19, 2011 at 9:03 am

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