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Weekend Writing Warriors entry #13


Another entry for Weekend Writing Warriors. WeWriWa is a blog site open to all authors/writers published or unpublished. Follow the simple instructions on their blog to sign up and then post a snippet of writing on your own blog to join in on the fun.




Continuing with an excerpt from my book Fiendish and I'm picking up again with that. The excerpt picks up in the middle of chapter 3 and I will continue til the end of the chapter.

Last week we got to the end of dinner and Seth let Calida know that he would not allow her to pay for her meal. This week we pick up with them at the tail of the date getting ready for the ride home.

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“Thank you,” she said, putting her wallet away.
“My pleasure.”
She cut her eyes over at me when I placed my hand on the small of her back to guide her out to my car. When we got to my car, I leaned closer as I reached to open the door for her. Calida’s eyes widened a bit, and her tongued licked her bottom lip briefly before she drew the corner of it into her mouth. I leaned a little closer and saw her swallow hard, then saw the flutter of disappointment when I opened the door and waited for her to get in.
I smiled as I walked around to the driver’s side. This was going to be fun.



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  1. I want to scream at her, "Run!" Sigh. It won't help her though. I believe her author is fiendish : )

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    1. that is the correct reaction to have Millie. It won't help, it's like one of those horror movies, you scream at the screen even though you know they can't hear. Her author might be a little fiendish **insert evil laugh**

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  2. I don't know whether to be excited or terrified for her! Great snippet!

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    1. Both. For a while you're excited for the good things she thinks are happening, terrified because you know it's all an illusion.

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  3. He sounds like one of those awful game players. I'm with Millie.

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    1. He is a game player, but not like you would expect. He has a very very dark side and he's games are meant to entertain one person only.

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  4. He is definitely scary and sounds like he should be avoided. I don't know if the line is part of local lingo somewhere, but I didn't care for the line "she cut her eyes...", I think it would sound better "she cast her eyes..." or such. Very creepy scene, it got to me, great job.

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    1. He probably should be avoided at all cost. Um...it might be. I'm a southerner so maybe it's something we only say here.

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  5. So he is enjoying her consternation....

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  6. What a polite young man, opening the car door, guiding her outside. An actor with the facade of graciousness. And underneath. . .You paint quite a picture, Meka.

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    1. he plays the part well. His victims fall for that pretty package which is what he counts on.

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  7. "This was going to be fun." Yes indeedy :) Nice showing of him playing mind games with her.

    Keep smiling,
    Yawatta

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