Hi all! Just wanted to drop a line and let you know that I am alive and things are a bit wacky in my writing world at the moment.
Currently I am working on some short stories, doing world building for the novel the short stories are building up to, and figuring out the finishing bits of A Royal’s Undoing so that I can try and get it out by end of Summer this year.
As an apology, here’s a teaser from the short story I am currently working on:
As I walked out the back door, the doors that led to the main baking area flung open, startling me. A very large, but oddly handsome, orc covered in flour, walked out carrying a bunch of covered containers that he placed in the van that was sitting right outside. I stood there quietly watching him, intrigued. He’s extremely tall, so well muscled his arms were bulging under his t-shirt sleeves, and although he has skin the color of dark green olives, it looked very smooth, and I found myself wanting to run my hands over him. I’d been coming to this bakery for the past year and had never seen this orc.
He turned around and looked directly at me with the most intense green eyes I had ever seen.
“HEY!” His voice gruff, but not as harsh as I’d heard some orcs sound. “What are you doing back here?”
“Oh…uh…sorry. I…uhh.” I clear my throat, shaking my head. What is wrong with me? Just answer his damn question stupid! “I come here every day and usually leave before the lunch crowd and didn’t make it today so I just snuck out this way to avoid the crazy.”
He stared at me for a moment, raising an eyebrow.
“I completely understand that. That’s why I work in the back. Hate crowds. You better go. Got an order that needs to get to Furs, Feathers, and Fins by 1230.” He coughs and starts to walk back into the bakery.
“Oh!! That’s right they are having that big celebration thing today aren’t they? Celebrating 25 years or something?”
I have no idea why I tried to keep him talking, but there was just something about him.
“Yep. It’s amazing what they’ve done with that place. I remember when it was just a small little pet store.” He clears his throat. “Enjoy the rest of your day Miss York.” He disappears through the doors and is gone before I realize he knew my name.
From Kar’gan and Rebekkah – An Unconventional Love Story ©CynASnow2018
Enjoy and let me know what you think!