“Fine! I am engaged. And I will not tell you to who.” He crossed his arms.
She broke out in a broad grin, teeth and tusks shining in the sun, “Someone important! And... Someone you didn’t choose?”
-From the first episode of Book 2 of my series.
“You’re bleeding... badly.” Iola stared at the other woman’s mortal wound though tear filled eyes.
“I... unngh... I’ll be... fine.” Dacia gnashed her teeth as she broke off half the shaft and flung it away. “Damn it, Iola... get a hold of yourself, or we’re all dying today.”
"Should you disobey, I will know immediately. As you humans may say, I have eyes in the back of my head, I then will say, I have my own way of knowing where you are at all times.” And at this—as if peeking over the top of the captain’s chair—her large, cuspidated ears gave a dyad of twitches.
“Because despite my idiocy, you saw something in me you have use for,” he calmly replied. “I don’t know what it is, but I’d like to hone that quality for you.”
“We don’t know that, big sister.” Yuma exhaled deeply. “The fighting might be over. We can maybe… go back home.”
“If home is still there...” Maedra wiped away a tear and looked at the six terrified youngsters that were now her responsibility.
Rattled and furious, she hit her pudgy fist on the steering wheel and spun the police car around. The wheels screeched on the tarmac, kicking up dust.
“Wh-what are you doing?” Thomas exclaimed from the passenger seat as his grip on the car grab handle tightened.
“What else?! I’m going to charge that Sandra with reckless driving.”
“Don’t you wish he was here with us now?” The thirteen year old gave her a smug smile. “Do you like him, Mae?”
“Uh… he’s got his good points… many.” Maedra suddenly felt uncomfortable, with a blush coming on.
“You look good,” I say. “I feel bad because you made an effort to cook and dress up, but I come here not putting the slightest bit of effort to present myself well.”
“It's fine. All of this is actually a last-minute decision so I couldn't have possibly informed you to wear something formal.” He smiles. “Let's just enjoy dinner.”
“It’s the only way, big sister.” Yuma hefted her stick and expertly twirled it in her hands. “Someone has to throw these hunters off the scent of the children. And you know well enough that I can take care of myself.”
“What are you thinking of doing, you little idiot?” Maedra stood up, her fear-filled eyes staring right into her sister’s calm blue ones.
“That is insane. I forbid it.”
“You’re no good at fighting and I’m no good at taking care of the youngsters, Mae.” Yuma’s tone would brook no argument. “I’d say we have our work cut out for us.”
"Here's me thinking it was just politics behind travel barriers"
"In part maybe? Yet what's the excuse behind my visa application being declined?"
“I know it was you,” He accused Nate, tucking his hands inside his jacket pockets. Bloodstains were still visible on his others, he clearly hadn't cared enough to change them.
"Who? Me? What on earth could you be talking about?” Nate said with a playful, puzzled look.
"Bring me their heads." His commanding officer had said softly.
“Easier said than done.” Kadrek rumbled deep in his expansive chest, standing up again to his full height.
"Yes, hi," the man greeted and smiled just as sweetly—just as fake. "I'm your neighbor from two houses across," he pointed somewhere that I didn't bother looking at, "and I heard some distressing sounds coming from here. Just wanted to check up on you and see how you're doing."
"Oh?" I pretended to consider his words then laughed, motioning to my head with all the fingers of my right hand while my left gripped the meat cleaver tightly. "I'm a little clumsy. Sorry for the disturbance."
I glance over at Slade, "Let's split up, we can cover more ground that way."
Slade gives me a bizarre expression and speaks, "Are you really sure that is a good idea Jervy?"
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Hefting his massive blood stained axe in one hand and the sack in the other, Kadrek strode forward.
“You damned malignant fool.” A rasping, yet deep voice sounded from the left.
“You’re not the only one who can track and hunt, Okarg.” Another voice, grating and sneering, replied to the first one. “This one is mine.”
“Why don’t you show your poem to your sister?” he gently probed.
Kyler stiffened. She lowered her head, her straight shoulder-length hair covering her face like a curtain. “I tried.”
“And?”
She wrung her hands in her lap and remained silent. Will waited until she let out a short breath. “Valerie was busy on her phone.”
[[ context: two soldiers in the middle of battle have just watched the prince they're sworn to protect jump from one pirate ship to another ]]
Gabe crouched beside Imran, frame coiled into a ready stance. “Did you see that jump?”
Imran rolled his eyes. “We should make a leash for him. If we lose him in battle, his father will wring my neck.”
She chuckled darkly, rubbing the right side of her neck, "If you were to exit this vehicle, my staff would have to clean up your corpse."
She grinned, watching the delight vanish from his eyes, his smile fading. His nose wrinkled, and a trembling frown graced his mustached lips, "Is...Is that a threat, Mrs. Dante?"
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You know, out of context, these lines come off as a bit strange...
"Faster!" Min-Soo shouted again, the little veins in his neck popping out. He was so much nicer when I first met him, I swear.
"You just told me to take it slow!” I snapped back defensively, my nerves wearing thin from the constant back and forth banter we had succumbed to.
