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Friday Snippets: Werewolf’s Lair – Chapter Fifteen

Hi everyone! Welcome to this week’s Friday Snippets. I decided to share another snippet from my work in progress, Werewolf’s Lair, but from a different angle. So far, it’s all been about Paige, Paige, and more Paige. This time, enjoy a short snippet written in another character, Matt’s, point of view.

Let me know what you think!

Matt walked quietly during the night, through a small city in Illinois. Another day or two and he would reach his destination. “Anderson, Madison,” Luke had told him. Matt’s eyes narrowed as he walked. Dangerous territory for vampires. Dangerous territory for werewolves. A large group of hunters lived in Indiana and from there they kept in touch with the main base, further west.

Anyone who figured out its location refused to go. Refused, or died trying to infiltrate it. Matt wasn’t foolish. He had seen too many young, cocky vampires claim they could wipe out the hunters – only to never return. Too many died at the hands of the hunters and yet often, vampires brought it on themselves.

His muscles tensed beneath his skin even as he progressed with confident, soft strides. The sooner he made it into Indiana, the faster he would escape the territory he walked in. The territory that belonged to another vampire; one that Matt had no desire to meet up with. On the horizon, the first hints of dawn climbed towards the sky.

Scoffing, Matt upped his brisk pace and narrowed his eyes. He didn’t need to make it out of Indiana, he just needed to make it out of the other vampire’s territory before he caught up with him.

As the sun crept slowly higher, Matt broke away from the road and headed through tall grass. A barn loomed in the distance and he slipped through the crack in the door, shutting it behind him. Hay covered the ground and a second floor overlooked the lower level. With purpose, Matt found a spot hidden behind hay and farm tools and sat down.

He released a sigh and leaned the back of his head against the wooden wall. One more night; he needed one more night to hightail it out of Illinois. So long as the sun shone overhead, neither he nor the other vampire could make a move. Come sunset, they would fight to see who achieved their goal faster.

Matt didn’t intend to hang around.

I hope you enjoyed this little glimpse into Matt’s head. Have a great weekend, everyone!


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Friday Fortune #2 – Werewolf’s Lair Snippet!

Friday Fortune #2

Welcome to the second edition of Friday Fortune!

What is Friday Fortune? On Wednesdays and Sundays, my posts are generally serious and focus on specific aspects of writing or even life in general. Fridays are here to mix it up a bit. On Fridays, you’ll be surprised with giveaways, free snippets, general questions, and so much more! If you have any suggestions for questions I could ask or things I could do; let me know so we can make this interactive!

This week, I decided to share a snippet from book one of The Hunted Trilogy, namely one of my favorite scenes so far!

Without further ado, here’s the snippet. Let me know what you think!

A young boy, just on the cusp of ending his first decade, laughed and ran. Delight sparked in his green eyes as he looked over his shoulder. His eyes widened and he ran faster. A second form, this one larger, lunged for the boy and tackled him to the ground. They fell as a mess of dirty clothes and shaggy brown hair.

The young man bared his white teeth in a grin and ruffled the younger’s hair. “Gotcha!”

“That’s not fair,” the boy whined, then yelped a laugh as they rolled over. “You’re bigger.”

“All’s fair in a challenge, and you challenged me.” He released the boy and rose, swatting his hair out of his sun-kissed face. “Maybe you’ll win when you’re bigger, hmm?”

“Be nice, now.” A younger Paige walked towards the quarreling brothers and let out a soft laugh. “Boys, boys.”

The older of the two grinned at her. “Are you going to stop us?”

Her younger face mirrored his grin. “Maybe I will, Jaden.”

Jaden’s grin stayed plastered on his expression and he slapped his hands together, stepping towards her. “What will you do, hmm? I could catch you easily.”

Paige’s grin wavered and she took a tentative step back. “Don’t even think about it.”

“Run, little girl, run.”

She did. Turning as soon as he spoke, she bolted. Ten feet. Fifteen. Twenty –

Arms circled around her waist and yanked her off her feet. Paige yelped as her momentum vanished and Jaden twirled around with her in his arms. “J-Jaden, stop!”

He disobeyed, spinning her round and round. His chuckle slithered into her ear and turned her yelps into laughter. The laughter became a small cry as he released her. Paige flew and landed in a pile on top of the youngest child; her arms dug into the ground, preventing her full weight from crashing onto him.

Her breaths turned into ragged pants as she rolled off of the young boy. She stared up at the sky, vibrant and blue above the luscious trees that surrounded them. “You’re i-insane.”

Jaden waltzed over to them and held out his hands to the younger ones. Tilting his head to the side, he smiled down at them. “But you love me for it.”

Tune in next week for whatever I have up my sleeve for you in edition three of Friday Fortune.