Snippet Sunday – Did You Call The Cops?

It’s time for Snippet Sunday. How was your Thanksgiving holiday? Hopefully it was good even when you stayed in and kept your community safe. We had a feast despite only the Muir family eating it and made Cinnamon Almond Star Bread and my MIL’s Apple Pie Bars. So good.

Today I’m showcasing THE CONCRETE ANGEL, a cocky bikers holiday tale. This was supposed to be a short holiday novella, but as with most things in the MC, it gets complex fast. The full novel is now available!

In this snippet, we’re in Rochelle’s POV (all in first person) and her best friend shows up after her interesting night.

“Good morning, sunshine!” My best friend Joslyn didn’t do anything quiet, particularly mornings.

I cracked my eyes open to find the clock and tried to make sense of the digital numbers. Was it really ten thirty? I never slept that late. I scrubbed my face with my hands and sat up, belatedly remembering I was naked as the covers fell to my waist. I hastily grabbed them as my nipples beaded in the cool air and I immediately looked around for Flint.

My badass biker lover had disappeared, but a folded note with my name written in an elegant cursive scrawl sat beside my phone on the side table. Before I had time to grab it, Joslyn strode into my room.

“Why are you still in bed? We have to go over the big holiday promo drive and wildlife benefit auction stuff.” She frowned and narrowed her dark brown eyes. “You look different. Your aura is all over the place. Shitty night last night?”

I nodded with a grimace. “You could say that. A bunch of goons tried to throw me off a cliff.”

She gasped and sat down on the bed. “Holy fuck! Did you call the cops?”

“No. They had me hooded and gagged so I couldn’t see them.”

“Shit. Do you have any clue who sent them after you?” She looked me over carefully as if checking for injuries.

“Not much. They kept saying ‘boss-man hates witches.’”

“Which could be any number of rich assholes in the United States.”

“Exactly. So I’ll just have to focus on my goal.”

“Which is?”

“Shield Fort Collins from those kinds of mudfuckers.”

“Oh, something simple then.” Joslyn grimaced. “I thought you went out with the Triple C ladies.”

“I did. They found the hunky Santa on the train and the goons found me.”

At least her night ended well. 😉 There are several great authors on the Weekend Writer Warriors list, the Snippet Sunday Facebook group, and the Rainbow Snippets Facebook group. A few of my favorites are, P.T. WyantKaren Michelle NuttVeronica ScottJessica Subject, Karysa Faire, and Iris Blobel.

Here’s the blurb for THE CONCRETE ANGEL:

Coming Soon!

The weather outside is frightful, and so are the goons trying to toss me off a snowy cliff…

Rochelle Stone, Earth Witch

Speaking out against a local bigwig who’s terrified of witches when you actually are a witch attracts trouble. Only the timely intervention of a big, hot biker dude saves me from a modern-day execution. He says he’s security for the Concrete Angels Motorcycle Club, but I know he’s more than that. I’ve always had an affinity for stones, and my affinity for Flint is through the roof. He’s hard as a rock and my hands tingle when I touch him. He doesn’t speak aloud, but his talented hands tell me plenty… Now if I can just get the jackass trying to kill me off my back, it’ll be a golden holiday for sure.

Humans. They’re either gloriously happy or dismally miserable.

Flint, Concrete Angels’ Security

With the holidays just around the corner, I’ve been looking for a quiet place to collect my thoughts. But that’s when Earl Creighton’s goons try to throw a woman off my local cliff. I normally don’t get involved with human troubles, but something about this woman captivates me beyond reason. We share a one-night stand and I know she’s meant to be mine. But Rochelle is no one’s property and she might not sign Loki’s contract. If she refuses, I’ll have to let her go and that will crack the foundation of my soul. No pressure, right?

Havoc, hexes, and holidays: It’s the most wonderful time of year…

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