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Now for my excerpt, this takes place near the beginning of the story I am working on with my husband. Although I did write this during my Novel in a Month Challenge we ended up changing some of the story, adding to it etc. So it has morphed quite a bit. Instead of introducing everyone to the main characters right away I thought it would be fun to show a bit of what the bad guys are doing.
Clay is a vampire whose master has plans for our two main characters, Strype and Alana. Here is where he tells Christian his plans have gone askew.
Clay walked into his Master’s lair, dreading the task that lay in front of him. He knew someone needed to report on what happened, he just didn’t want to be the one to do it. He waited outside the throne room for his name to be called, as the hollow voice echoed his name through the halls he cringed, closed his eyes then stepped through the doorway.
He kneeled in front of the man looking out the window, his back to him.
“Master.” He said in a hushed tone.
The other man looked down at him. Though he was several hundred years old he looked as young as a school boy. His golden locks curled around his face softening the hard lines. His blue eyes so bright they almost shone in the darkened room. Though on the shorter side he commanded respect in everything aspect. He also demanded perfection in his subjects, and those who didn’t deliver were punished.
“Clay, my dear friend, we’ve known each other for centuries the only time you call me Master is when you have bad news for me. It worries me when you do, so, tell me you don’t have bad news.” He said.
Clay lowered his head and mentally winced, “I’m sorry Christian I don’t mean to worry you.”
Christian smiled, “That’s better. Now tell me, how did it go today?” he asked.
Clay stood and looked his Master in the eye. It was a frightful sight, even when he was in good spirits, most other vampire’s would have kept their eyes to the ground but Clay had more courage than most.
“It didn’t go well.” He said and waited for the onslaught. When it didn’t come, he continued, surprised he still lived.
“I was on the road, I did as you told me but it didn’t have the effect we expected. I tried to make him stop the car but I needed to probe harder and further into his mind in order to control it. There were several times when I’m sure he was aware someone was trying to control him. Before I could finish my push he was in an accident. My concentration shifted, I think I may have caused him to lose his memory. He seemed confused when he got out of the car.”
That’s it! Seems to be about 6 paragraphs right? I’ll be sure to post more next week for those interested but until then why not check out the other authors participating!