It’s time for Snippet Sunday. It’s the holiday season, a perfect time to read holiday romance, and The Concrete Angel is definitely a holiday romance.
THE CONCRETE ANGEL, is the first cocky bikers holiday tale and is a full novel for this holiday season. So much for the holiday novella idea, lol.
In this snippet, we’re in Rochelle’s POV (all in first person) and she talking with her best friend about her night. Joslyn is the first to speak.
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“But you got away, right? I mean you’re here and you’re talking to me, so that means—what happened to your shoulder?”
I blinked at Joslyn’s abrupt change of subject. “My shoulder? What are you talking about?”
“Here.” She got up and headed for my bathroom to get my hand mirror. “This is what I’m talking about.” She offered it to me.
I took the mirror and angled it to view my shoulder. Puncture marks, not unlike something from a vampire horror flick, marred the skin of my trapezius muscle on my left side. Despite the appearance of damage, the punctures didn’t hurt that much as I ran my fingers over them.
“Holy shit. I have no idea what that’s from.”
She snorted. “You dating a vampire or something?”
I shook my head and shot her a dry look. “They’re not on my jugular vein or my carotid artery. These are in my shoulder.” I waved my hands vaguely at my shoulder. “This is more like a…werewolf.”
I stopped and thought about Flint’s longer-than-usual canines. Could he be a werewolf? I’d heard the stories bandied about between my mother’s more eclectic friends, and a few of my witch colleagues had told stories about the “Moonsingers” who could shift into their true forms at will.
Sweet glory, am I gonna shift into something furry when the moon’s full? Damn, I don’t want to invest in chew toys.
Joslyn wasn’t buying it. Of course, she was newer to the witch community than I. “Did you encounter a werewolf last night?” She tilted her head, the beads at the end of her braids clacking with her puzzlement. “It does look like some sort of animal bite, but smaller than a wolf or a dog. Are you sure one of the thugs didn’t bite you? If it was one of them, you need to get some Frankincense oil on that ASAP and go to the clinic for a Tetanus shot. Humans’ mouths are filthy.”
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That’s a whole new complication. 😉 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. Wyant, Karen Michelle Nutt, Veronica Scott, Jessica Subject, Karysa Faire, and Iris Blobel.
Here’s the blurb for THE CONCRETE ANGEL:
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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…
That’s worrisome, it looks like quite the nasty wound. Strange that she doesn’t remember how she got it.
I’m curious to know what the bite may mean.
Loved the excerpt! Nothing like a new problem…but I have to admit “Is your date a vampire?” is a whole other level to worry about! The book’s on my kindle, can’t wait to read it all at once.