Snippet Sunday – He’s a Djinn

It’s time for Snippet Sunday. And it’s Valentine’s Day. Sending love and blessings to all y’all out there. Celebrate the love you have for friends, family, and lovers. Did you get any cards this year?

Today I’m showcasing an older book (came out in 2017) as I’m working on the sequel that should be out in June. It’s part of an unusual anthology that I can’t spill on just yet, but my tale will be a sequel to WILDFIRE’S HEART, Book 1 in the Elemental Hearts series. We’re in Raihana’s POV  and she’s a Djinn, more commonly called genies, as well as a wildlife biologist doing fieldwork in the Colorado Rockies. She met and invited Saif al Nar to dinner that night and she’s nervous.

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Raihana brushed out her hair and braided it as the scallops and crab cooked in the cream sauce. Excitement bubbled just under her skin, but she took deep, regulated breaths and forced her hands to move with steadiness. He’s a djinn, I know it. She’d felt it deep inside the moment they touched hands, and it called to her own djinn hiding beneath her innocuous human exterior.

But Saif was different. She didn’t know if it was because she’d been away from her people for millennia or because he was special in some other way. She hoped it wasn’t because he remained shackled to a lantern, under a geas to grant wishes for all eternity, like her own people.

He doesn’t wear the arm cuffs.

She shot a look out the windows of her cabin toward the road, but no headlights broke the darkness of the summer evening. An hour hadn’t quite passed since he bid her farewell in the grocery store parking lot, but she still worried he wouldn’t come. She couldn’t grant her own wishes as her magic didn’t work that way, but she’d spent many decades yearning for someone to connect with.

It had been so long since she met one of her own people, and she’d been restless, never able to find a place where she truly fit in. She’d been looking for someone, a man preferably, who would have her back, and know her for who she truly was. Djinn weren’t common in this part of the world, and freed djinn like her, even less so. But she recognized his energy the moment she touched him, which explained why she got defensive about the way the locals treated him.
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There’s still magic in the world, and even Ifrit’s can be surprised. 😉 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 SubjectKathy Griffith Karysa Faire, and Iris Blobel.

Here’s the blurb for WILDFIRE’S HEART:

Available everywhere now!

When you wish upon a wildfire…

Hot Shot Saif al Nar is a natural when it comes to fighting fires. As an Ifrit—a fire djinn—there’s no one better. But he doesn’t anticipate the local residents being suspicious and afraid of his ethnicity when his crew comes into town from the fire line for some R&R. Add some unexpected backup in the form of a lovely djinn and Saif is ready to set the town on fire.

A djinn might get burned…

Raihana Nejem retired from being a genie in a lamp centuries ago and now works for the U.S. Forest Service. Fires are devastating her field area, but the sexy firefighter djinn might just be more dangerous. Her people believe Ifrits to be evil demons and Raihana can’t be sure Saif isn’t responsible for the arson fires cropping up in town.

Or they could set the night on fire…

Is Saif behind the arson or is something darker and more dangerous going on? With hearts and lives on the line, Raihana must decide if she can stand the heat that comes with loving a man like Saif.

6 Replies to “Snippet Sunday – He’s a Djinn”

  1. Well hopefully she has it right and he will show up and everything is going to go well.
    I wonder if he was looking to connect to another djinn too.

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