Snippet Sunday – Explains Her Silence

It’s time for Snippet Sunday. And it seems like forever since I had a book threatening to come out. But I do! I finally have another book coming out. Woohoo!! Can you tell I’m excited?

So 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 with the MC, it gets complex fast. So you get a full novel for this holiday season. THE CONCRETE ANGEL comes out November 16 2020!

In this snippet, we’re in Flint’s POV (all in first person) and he’s just trying to find a quiet spot to enjoy the winter night. Too bad the goons in the SUVs have other plans.

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“You been writing about shit you shouldn’t, little girl. The boss-man doesn’t like witches and says we can do what we want with you, especially if you come back dead.” The guy holding the woman around the throat squeezed as he shook her.

It was weird she never said a word. Could be that the hood on her head is muffling her screams.

“Think she’ll turns us into toads if we let her talk? Good thing we gagged her. Right, boys?”

Well that explains her silence.

A chorus of drunken predatory assent ricocheted through the air as the men converged on the woman. She squeaked, unable to voice her protest, and my lips pulled back from my canines. I didn’t suffer bullies in the MC, I definitely wouldn’t put up with them now.

I slammed my fist through one of the passenger windows, the glass shattering inward on impact. All the men whirled to face the new threat and I scowled. I pointed at the woman and shook my head, gesturing for the men to let her go.

Being mute always made conversations tricky, and most people didn’t know American Sign Language. But body language often spoke louder anyway. Oh sure, I could make grunts and growls, but enunciation was beyond me. ASL worked better.

“Who the fuck are you?”

I raised an eyebrow. Yeah, like I’m going to answer that. I signed in ASL, “Let her go.”

“Oh lookee here, boys. We got a deaf guy trying to defend her honor.” The guy sneered as the others laughed. “Beat it, punk. She’s our prize for the night. But because it’s the holidays, you can have her when we’re done.”

I rolled my eyes. They always travel in packs of idiots. “Let her go now.” The energy of my hands was emphatic.
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Welp, this should go well for them. 😉 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. I know can’t walk away until Creighton is dealt with and his connection to the shadow group, Backlog, is severed. Rochelle is a temptation I must resist. How hard can it be? I’m a gargoyle. Made of stone, especially my heart. Not even an earth witch can penetrate its solid shell. Right?

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

8 Replies to “Snippet Sunday – Explains Her Silence”

    1. Thank you, Veronica. He’s been a fun character to write, and since he’s not human, the goons don’t stand a chance.

  1. A tense-filled scene! It must be frustrating to only be able to communicate with sign language when there are so many who don’t sign.

    I took college courses to learn sign language. Even getting the signs down, it wasn’t easy reading it when others signed back.

    1. Wow, that’s very cool, Karen. And yeah, I could see how it would be hard to read. Flint found it just easier to text folks. Thank goodness we now have cell phones, right? 😉

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