Showing posts with label Excerpts. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Excerpts. Show all posts

Saturday, August 1, 2009

Soaring Temps, Cool Inside II

Yep, liked that title so much I'm using it again. So what can I put in this new rambler...

Update on the newest project: It is titled Post Apocalype, but I'm hoping a new one will come to me.

Currently I've reached 40k on the word count and each chapter is 5k (That's with Chapter headings included)

Carradyne Vesuvius has been rescued, kinda, and Orrick, Eldritch, and Curacao are displaying more flashes about their history than I expected. Fortunately, they're being nice and not giving me too hard of a time.

I've just started chapter 9. I have no idea how many more will come forth, so this'll be an interesting process to be sure.

Here's an excerpt:

Copyrighted 2009 B.L. Foxxe

Chapter One: Awakenings

"I hate waiting for an end to come." Carradyne Vesuvius cursed stasis holding her life-force suspended. Several inner probes revealed a troubling discovery. Her body was used for incubation of pregnancies. She'd been violated. "Son of a bitch," fear strangled her she realized she'd been violated on several layers.

She lay in some kind of rectangular box. Not uncomfortable, but not spacious either. Carradyne rolled to her left and to her right. Hmm, six feet in length, six feet wide, she discovered. Smooth hard and metallic, dammit. She flattened her palms against the seams. After she tried several pokes and prods with her telepathic and unraveling spells, she gave up.

Damn, she was caught in some kind of buffered prison. None of her abilities would work here. "So much for psychic abilities and powerful knowledge," she scoffed quiet and frustrated, "if I'm so powerful, why cannot I use what I have to escape?" She muttered and concentrated, "and what is the use of being able to work small magicks with hard substances when I cannot make any headway against this confinement?"

The dratted box was guarded on all levels. The magnitude of power used stunned Carradyne. She sighed and rested. She'd been drained by her small nosing around.

What bothered her most was loss of time. She didn't know how long she remained in the confined box. Carradyne frowned when she gained an impression she'd been deliberately roused from unconsciousness. Cold fear etched into her heart. "Why am I awakened now?" she sent tendrils of psychic power to others.

"Stop draining your reserves, Carradyne." A voice suggested harshly. "What is your last waking memory before you blacked out?"

Carradyne stiffened. She recognized the voice, but the name of the owner escaped her. "Who are you, what happened to me? Why am I stuck here?" she refused to show fear. "I could use a little help here, please." She needed some pointers if she was to assist this unknown rescuer.

A low sigh in her mind warned Carradyne she wouldn't like what she discovered. "I unfortunately trapped you somewhere, Carradyne." He didn't give her a name to use, she noticed. "Your container was moved since I last watched you enclosed."

His fury startled Carradyne. "I'm helping someone find and rescue you. I need to know what your last waking memory was though." He hesitated before uttering a warning that baffled her. "I cannot tell you who I am. There are spies using every imaginable telepathic device to monitor where we're at." He broke connection.

Dammit man, she railed heatedly. Your diffidence isn't helping matters. Then again, Carradyne realized he faced a hard choice as did she. He was the one who'd enclosed her within these confines.

Yet she gained a nasty feeling, perpetuated by her earlier probes, she'd been confined longer than he remembered. Carradyne wasn't altogether sure she should trust his recollections. She shivered as his boiling fury and frustration rolled through her consciousness. He was pissed.

Please keep in mind this is a very rough draft. Hope you enjoyed that small taste...I might add more a bit later on, we'll see.

Sunday, May 24, 2009

WIP: Wanna Piece of Me? 2nd Excerpt

So couple of days ago, I posted an excerpt of two characters...Miranda and Dali. I think this time I'll put something up from Emerald and Saturnus. Their history is tangled and complex, she's technically the villainess but I'm not sure if she'll remain such or not.

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Swathed in mist, moisture, and nothing else, Saturnus traveled through astral planes unknowing what he sought. He heard voices, his interest peaked, and he peeked, curious. A smile flickered when he caught the byplay between Miranda and Dali. Hmmm, she hadn't known what the mirror she gave Dali would do for him? Ignorant of her, but she was unaware of what her abilities gave her as far as powers were concerned.

Saturnus grimaced because he sensed Dali recognized what Miranda was and knew more of her powers than she might know or realize. He trusted Dali wouldn't hurt her, he couldn't say the same about Emerald or anyone else for that matter. His skin prickled when he donned physical mortal man body. Just in time when he caught sight of Asorna prowling the paths.

"What're you doing here?" He growled unhappy at her presence.

"Looking around," Asorna retorted assessing him calmly and jeered. "This is part of my realm. I can always change futures and options for spirits caught here." She gave him a chilling smile. "Including the ones who're still alive elsewhere, why are you here, Saturnus?" Her eyes narrowed. "Thought you managed to find a woman you could cleave unto?" she mocked knowing his history with women sucked. She grimaced at his unpleasant smile.

He bowed to her with mock gratitude and gritted his teeth. He hated snoops; Asorna was the worst of those kinds of people he dealt with on daily basis. Despite his awareness, he chose to give her a possible tale to use against Emerald in this stupid power play the women were engaging in.

Saturnus found such games inappropriate at any time, and so far he despised what stakes they used against one another. Talk about disaster waiting to happen, he mused grumpily, but decided he would aggravate Asorna and make her leave him alone. He wanted to prowl around some more without her company.

"Thanks for the reminder. There was no honeymoon, woman, or wedding." Saturnus snapped though he realized the sham worked with everyone else. He watched Asorna take in his response and roll her eyes. He figured she wouldn't want to leave without further encouragement. "Despite what you believe I am faithful to her even if she isn't to me." He shrugged dismissive of her attempts to intrigue him. He saw through Asorna's ploys and wouldn't give her the time of day.

A dismissal she found infuriating and punished him often as a result. Her punishments he could take, he mused, and it was her lavishing repulsive attention on him he couldn't stand. Saturnus found her attempts pathetically amusing but rarely encouraged her to continue them.

What annoyed him was when she wouldn’t take no for an answer. As a result, he cut her off cold whenever she began hitting on him. There was always several power plays she forced on him, Saturnus had yet to acknowledge what she pulled. Impatient right now, Saturnus wanted to roam elsewhere, Emerald caused trouble.

 

"Satisfaction is mine." Emerald announced cheerfully. She wasn't alone in the plane, but figured she had about three minutes or less before someone came down on her for what she'd done. Oh like, trashing someone's dreams wasn't unnatural for people to do? Please, Emerald shook her head disdainfully. Besides, there were others she taunted with her actions, people she wanted to lure from hiding. She owed Saturnus and Asorna a few licks because of their latest restrictions on her activities. "Hah, they haven't seen anything yet."

Her grim mutter echoed in her ears. Emerald frowned. "When will I learn to moderate my moods?" She didn't understand where her bitter hatred stemmed. There were occasions when she wished she held less hatred for Saturnus and Asorna but they were inextricably linked of late. Her mouth curled in disgust. "Pah, I'm becoming sentimental in my old age." She didn't give into the mood to reflect upon various possibilities where she could cause more trouble.

Instead, she remained where she was so she could smile over Miranda's outrage. She hadn't seen what else Emerald would do in order to keep her separated from Dali Montaigne. Montaigne, mongrel gargoyle dragon who didn't know what else he'd become. She didn't want him learning either. Damn, but he and Saturnus kept certain ethics close to their hearts.

She smiled knowing the only reason she treated them with so little respect was because of their ethics. The world she walked, Emerald forgone most of what she held dear to survive. "I made mistakes, but then, when haven't I managed to survive successfully." Oh sure, there were circumstances when she regretted actions taken.

"Alas, I'm not able to recant certain words and gestures I used." Emerald mused, but not of what she said to Miranda earlier. Oh no, the young woman needed to understand there were consequences when she messed with the wrong deities. Her eyebrows slashed. Why did Miranda snoop so much? She wondered before trying some light poking around.

She reeled in pain when sharp spears of agony shot through her brain. "Huh, well I won't be doing that anytime soon." Shaken, Emerald scowled and turned her attention to Saturnus and Dali. She needed to work a small miracle ensuring their cooperation with her plans. "What should I do to coerce their compliance?" She tapped a finger against her lips as she pondered and shrugged.

"I'll have to think more about my decisions." Emerald shrugged indifferent to consequences. She'd gone over them so much she was sick of pondering disastrous episodes if nothing worked as plotted. A faint grin curved her mouth when she spotted Saturnus in the distance.

Hmm, looked as though he talked with Dali she hoped he meant to ensure Dali's cooperation later. Her life would be much easier if the stubborn assassin wouldn't refuse this last request. Too bad, he'd be handed over to Commodore Alistair Trafalgar. Ah Trafalgar, Emerald chuckled as she contemplated him. What a preposterous cliché walking she mused.


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So that'll be 4 out of 5 PoVs. The fun part? There's actually five but Saturnus plays a big part in all this...so he's a main character with...problems, big time and far worse than I originally envisioned. Have fun reading and if you want to leave a comment, please do :)

Friday, May 22, 2009

WIP: Wanna Piece of Me? Samples

Keep in mind when you're reading this stuff, I'm only putting up 1 section from each character point of view:

Dali Montaigne - assassin, sniper, all around male with an attitude...but wants to settle down. Other influences aren't allowing him anything of the sort.

Perched within a sharp edged branching oak tree an ancient member of an old species, Dali Montaigne observed his target with calculation. She'd ruined his life, he reflected, just because she couldn't behave herself and stay away from him. He exhaled resigned to his impending departure, and not to freedom as fellow mercs believed.

Miranda (no surname yet) - island girl or so she's allowed folks to believe and caught in a nasty predicament.

Coiled in a cumbersome net of chaos, her mind fought against jagged edges of insanity. First she remembered where she was and how she found herself in the current predicament. Miranda, my name is Miranda, she repeated. Her fingers curled into claws as she blinked and shook off terrifying memories and sighed.

Saturnus - immortal beyond time, demon redeemed turned gargoyle warrior, but screwed literally by the wrong woman.

Swathed in mist, moisture, and nothing else, Saturnus traveled through astral planes unknowing what he sought. He heard voices, his interest peaked, and he peeked, curious. A smile flickered when he caught the byplay between Miranda and Dali. Hmmm, so she hadn't known what the mirror she gave Dali would do for him? Ignorant of her, but she was unaware of what her abilities gave her as far as powers were concerned.

Emerald - fallen angel because of Saturnus and other influences; and currently gloating over misfortunes of others (Villainess)

Dappling waves swept in and out of the sandy shore, as Emerald reflected over activities. "I love ruining peoples' plans." She smirked as she considered Miranda's anger at her latest little stunt. Brilliant sunlight draped over the gently bending palms, "Too bad she believed me when I told her I would keep my nose out of her interest in Dali Montaigne." She sighed and jiggled to a tune in her head. "Silly girl doesn't know half of the secrets I carry with me every damn day of the world."

Montano - suspected twin of Dali but no one bothers to tell him of suspicions. He only knows he's going crazy because of pressures bending him into a pretzel deity-style.

Brilliant golden sunlight burst through wide flung windows illuminating Montano who slid across wooden planked floors before halting a foot in front of a wall length window. He tossed his head back and grinned as he soaked in warmth from natural light. His grin vanished when he heard a snooty voice snipe.

"One of these days, light is going torch you to ash, Doonesbury." Saturnus grinned when Doonesbury glowered.

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So there are the five characters I'm writing into a cohesive novel that is currently at 53k which means I busted the limit I was going for at 50k. Still, there'll be more editing to do, but I don't see this getting any bigger than 60k but who knows :)