Six Sentence Sunday o6.24.12

Welcome to another Six Sentence Sunday! 


I want to apologize to any sixers that have commented on my work and I have not returned the favor. I seem to have too much on my plate at the moment and have considered taking a few weeks off from Six Sentence Sunday, but since their latest announcement of ending it in January 2013 (makes me very sad) I figure I might as well keep posting every sunday.


So, onward :) We shall continue where we left off last week. 

“You’re not bartender Karlea while you’re with me, I will serve you.”
“Thanks,” She smiled, “you talk like you’re from another time period. Gentlemanly - I like it.”
Vaughn grinned, “You have no idea.”
He poured two more shots and they tipped them back, repeating the process a few times until they were satisfied. As they set down their shot glasses on the table, Vaughn leaned over and kissed her.


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Six Sentence Sunday o6.17.12

Welcome to another Six Sentence Sunday!
Happy Father's Day to all fathers out there.


This week's snippet is another continuation of the scene from last week. In my WIP novel, BloodLust, Vaughn was having a fantasy of bringing Karlea as his guest to the members-only vampire club. She doesn't know vampires exist, and if she does, then she has been compelled to forget.


This started as an add-in to a part of my novel I already wrote, but then developed into this long side story, so I'm not really sure what to do with it yet.

In this scene, Vaughn and Karlea have just entered into the club, Flesh. Vaughn has her sitting close to the entrance of the club, not wanting her to figure anything out yet. They have ordered a bottle of Hennessy whiskey at Karlea's discretion.

“To you, enjoy yourself tonight.” Vaughn said.

They clinked their shot glasses together. Vaughn tipped his back like it was nothing, which for him it was nothing. But Karlea took it like a champ, not even making a face as the warm liquid hit the back of her throat and burned. They put their glasses down and Karlea instinctively reached for the neck of the bottle between her index and middle fingers. She was about to pour when Vaughn took the bottle from her.

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On a side note, this week begins my adventure to becoming vegan and gluten-free. So, stay tuned for some interesting posts - it is sure to be entertaining. I've eaten meat/gluten my whole life and have decided to stop cold turkey for health reasons and to challenge myself - me not eating meat is like a vampire not drinking human blood. Any tips/suggestions are appreciated!

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Six Sentence Sunday o6.1o.12

Yay, its Sunday! And I have been having fun writing this little add-in scene to my novel; Vaughn's fantasy, that i started sharing last week. In this scene , they just entered into the member's-only club, Flesh. This is Karlea's first impression of the club...

Karlea was impressed as she stepped inside the club. It was slightly bigger than Virtu, but the elaborate velvet decor, including many sofas and chairs made it seem smaller. The decor was impressive and expensive. At a club like Virtu it would have easily been destroyed in one night, but Karlea guessed that with an expensive membership only club, people took better care of things instead of puking all over them. The music was loud, but not so loud, you couldn’t hear each other talk. And it wasn’t fast beat electronic, it was actually old time jazz.
Vaughn led her to a dark velvet sofa with a black glass coffee table near the entrance.

I wish I could give you more, but that was six. I had a hard time picking out this six because there is so much more good stuff to come, but I wanted to share Karlea's description of the club.

How long do you think it will be before she figures out that it is a vampire club?

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Six Sentence Sunday o6.o3.12

Happy June! I  hope you are enjoying another round of Six Sentence Sunday! I want to thank you for taking the time to stop at my blog, I know there are so many great authors on the list.

So...let the fantasy begin. This week we get a look into the start of Vaughn's fantasy of bringing the bartender girl, Karlea, to Flesh - a private, member only, vampire nightclub.

Vaughn stood at the entrance of Flesh, the Virtu bartender girl at his side. She had no idea what she was about to walk into; Vaughn seeming innocent, wealthy, and nice to bring her as his guest. Security eyed her.
“My guest for the evening,” Vaughn said.
She watched as the security guard stamped her hand with two different blacklight stamps; guest and a th. She wondered what the th meant as Vaughn took her hand and escorted her in; the security guards taking in her wonderful human scent as she passed.

I think she will soon find out what the other stamp means, what do you think? Think she'll walk back out alive? Its a fantasy, anything can happen, haha.

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