Six Sentence Sunday doesn't look like it's been updated for today, but I'll post a short excerpt, anyway, for anyone who cares to take a look.
And since they don't seem to be working properly, I'll take the excuse to cheat, just a little, with a seventh sentence—fittingly, it mentions "seventh."
This excerpt if from about the middle of The Bones of the Earth. It's a bit of a lover's spat between the main character, Javor, and the mysterious girl he rescued and fell in love with quickly, Danisa. For the full context, though, you'll just have to read the book.
He was ready for that one. “And what is a king but the toughest farmer? I am the seventh son of a seventh son.”
You can get The Bones of the Earth from Smashwords
or from Amazon.
And check on Six Sentence Sunday again soon. Let's hope it gets back to normal operation soon—even if mine is the only non-erotica on it.
And since they don't seem to be working properly, I'll take the excuse to cheat, just a little, with a seventh sentence—fittingly, it mentions "seventh."
This excerpt if from about the middle of The Bones of the Earth. It's a bit of a lover's spat between the main character, Javor, and the mysterious girl he rescued and fell in love with quickly, Danisa. For the full context, though, you'll just have to read the book.
“You do not even know who I am!” she snarled, retreating to the back of the room.
“I am the daughter of a king! I am a princess! What are you but a simple farmer!”
He was ready for that one. “And what is a king but the toughest farmer? I am the seventh son of a seventh son.”
You can get The Bones of the Earth from Smashwords
or from Amazon.
And check on Six Sentence Sunday again soon. Let's hope it gets back to normal operation soon—even if mine is the only non-erotica on it.
You know you have to write erotica now if you want to fit in. All the cool kids are doing it.
ReplyDeleteHere you go:
“You do not even know who I am!” she gasped, rubbing her fingers over her (body part of your choice) as she retreated to the back of the room.
“I am the daughter of a king!" Her heart beat in her throat, her rage fueling her desire as she shouted, "I am a princess! What are you but a simple farmer!”
He was ready for that, ready for her. “And what is a king but the toughest farmer?" his voice was a deep purr. "I am the seventh son of a seventh son and,” he adjusted his rampant erection, "more powerful than you'll ever know.
:)
Well, that's kinda what was going on, except I didn't write it quite as purply.
DeleteIf you want to find out just what happened next, though, you'll have to read the book. It's hot, I promise, and I tried to make it funny, too.
Guess I'll never be one of the cool kids, though.
Very good!
DeleteI hope you know I was joking around. :)
DeleteI've heard of this thing called "irony." It seems to be getting quite popular.
DeleteI'm pretty sure that the seventh son of a seventh son trumps a Princess :-)
ReplyDeleteI've always thought so, but try telling a princess that.
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