NIGHT MYST Thursday, Part 7
I have a surprise for you! I’m going to attempt a regular blogging schedule, to be interrupted by mostly great announcements (if I have any) or massive work deadlines (a given). This doesn’t mean an every day schedule, but I’m going to try to hit the blog more regularly than I have been and lay off hanging out on Twitter and FB so much.
And for a treat, each Thursday’s post will be an excerpt from Night Myst until the book comes out.
Since the first chapter is up on my site, I’m giving you excerpts from the beginning of Chapter 2. (And don’t get greedy—no complaining or I stop). And if I find anybody reproducing this on other sites--I stop and everybody loses out. That means: NO cutting/pasting/copying/sending through email.
NM Thursdays Part 1
NM Thursdays Part 2
NM Thursdays Part 3
NM Thursdays Part 4
NM Thursdays Part 5
NM Thursdays Part 6
CONTEST IS NOW CLOSED!!!
CHAPTER 2 (part 7)
Copyright 2010 Yasmine Galenorn
DO NOT REPRODUCE
After jumping in the shower to rinse off, I towel dried and dressed in a clean pair of black jeans and a black knit turtleneck. Shrugging into my leather jacket, I took another look in the mirror.
“Right on.” I might be Value-Mart chic, but I had the goth rocker chick look going on, and I wore it well. Turning sideways, I patted my abs. Tight, but not concave. While most women angsted over their weight, I didn’t mind packing an extra twenty pounds. At five four, and one hundred-forty pounds, I was solid and muscled from my workouts and life on the road.
My hair was straight, draping just past my shoulders, jet-black and in need of a trim. I pushed the long bangs back behind my ears and stared at my face. The smooth, straight-as-silk strands contrasted against my green eyes and pale skin.
A gust blew against the window, startling me out of my thoughts. Welcome back, Cicely. Aren’t you going to come say hello?
Cautiously, I opened the sash. The inner radiance I’d always associated with the copse had faded. The welcome mat had been pulled. As I stared at the forest, a shadow covered the wood. I leaned on the sill and stared out at the thicket, fat flakes of snow drifting down to blanket it in a lacework of white.
“Are you really still out there?” I whispered. “Are you waiting for me? Do you still want me? What happened, Grieve? The light’s gone from the trees.”
Grieve . . . you never forget your first love. I’d been six years old when we first met, but it was on a visit when I was seventeen that he took me in hand, laid me down, made love to me, and stole my heart. And I’d broken his.
Grieve . . . Was he still out there? My wolf told me he was. Was he waiting for me to find him again? Time would only tell. And did he know what happened to Heather? That . . . I could only hope.
There was only one way to find out the answers to my questions. I headed downstairs.
Night Myst Contest!
To kick off release month we’re having the first Night Myst contest on my blog. Leave a comment as to what you are most looking forward to in Night Myst here and one person will win a $10 gift card to Amazon.com. You must be 18 or over to enter, and you must leave your email address in the comment that you post. Enter by 11:59 PM on 6.3.2010 to be eligible. Winner will be posted on Saturday’s blog.
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