Effing Feline is shattered #8sunday

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I, Effing Feline, am shattered. Struck down. Disconsolate.

Last week I tried unsuccessfully to share my revulsion for people who love dogs, not cats. Imagine my horror when Mr Valentine (Ed H, my pet human) confessed that HE IS NOT A CAT PERSON!!! He loves both cat and dogs, if you can imagine such a perverted bestiality. What a disgusting revelation!

But even in my horror-struck condition, I’m posting a snippet is from Mr V’s science fiction romance, Rescuing Prince Charming. Isn’t that brave and wonderful of me?

Dusty Johnson and her mysterious alien companion acted heroically in getting rid of a saboteur’s bomb. Soaring on adrenaline-fueled lust, they need privacy to, shall we say, ‘bond more intimately.’ He pulls her into the first office they come to. But she protests:

“I guess you don’t know your way around yet, but Cho is the head of this project, a stuck-up Kwadran countess, and she won’t like it one bit if we—”

The door’s click as it shut made her jump. The empty room hunkered in shadows that washed out all color and turned his body into a large and very masculine silhouette.

“We shouldn’t be in here,” she whispered. “I tell you, this is Countess Cho’s office.”

“Cho has been removed as the head of the project.”

“I’ve heard that rumor, but she still may be around to finish packing. Even if she’s gone, this is the office of whoever’s taking her place. The big boss.”

“Does being in here with me make you feel naughty?”

Effing Feline here again. I’m considering moving to a home where CAT PEOPLE and only CAT PEOPLE live. Do any of you cat people in the audience have a private room with en suite litter box and ultra-fast internet available for a handsome, dominant tomcat? An infestation of mice is a plus, but not required. I won’t charge you much for the honor of my presence.

While you’re debating whether you’re good enough to become my pet, please visit other writers in the Weekend Writing Warriors and Snippet Sunday.


Rescuing Prince Charming: A Native American Sci-Fi Romance

She’s no heroine. He’s no Prince Charming.

Dusty Johnson, a self-styled ordinary, everyday woman, responds with extraordinary heroism when saboteurs try to bomb the prototype of Earth’s first starship. Although she yearns to return to anonymity, that moment of courage propels her ever deeper into dangers that tear the scabs off her dark secrets—and thrust her into the arms of the unattainable man of her dreams.

Reese Eaglesbrood, an alien prince, yearns to restore his tattered reputation by guiding the starship project to completion, but his fascination with the unassuming heroine threatens to undermine his fragile authority. Shunning Dusty is necessary, yet unthinkable—and when the saboteurs strike again, she is his only ally against Earth’s most elusive enemies.

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  1. Effing, I feel your pain!

    1. But he isn’t looking for sympathy; he’s searching for a new home!

  2. I can see the grin on his face at that last line 🙂

    1. Kind of a naughty grin as he asks if she feels naughty?

  3. Diane Burton · · Reply

    LOL at that last line. He’s got her number. Poor Effing. Such devastating news. I feel your pain, even if I’m a dog lover.

    1. He has her number, and he’s determined to call it.

  4. Author Jessica E. Subject · · Reply

    Sounds very naughty to me. The thrill of whether they’ll get caught. I wonder… Great snippet! 🙂

    1. Ordinarily the possibility of getting caught would be a non-starter for her, but this incident feels totally different to her.

  5. I have a feeling he may know something she doesn’t, or else he’s just very much a risk taker! But either way, it’s probably not a great place for this little encounter. Great snippet!

    1. Either it’s not a great place or, under the circumstances, it’s the perfect place. Depends on one’s point of view.

  6. Oooo I love that last line hahaha!

    1. You’d like for him to goad her into getting caught with her panties down, eh? That’s naughty of you, Amy.

  7. Hmm, with his attitude, I’m wondering if he is the new big boss?

    1. Typical guy, applying analytical powers rather than getting caught up in the romance.

  8. I love that he’s taking her away for some alone time and he has no idea. The summary description helped a lot too, thanks.

    1. They needed an empty room, he found an empty room.

  9. I’m of the same mind as Botanist – my thought was oh-oh is he being so casual about this office because it’s now his? Love the sentence ‘The empty room hunkered in shadows…’ by the way. Effing, perhaps you need to re-think this rehoming idea – after all many cat lovers love all animals, including dogs, and perhaps it’s a case of ‘better the devil you know…’ (not that I’m suggesting for a single second that Ed is in any way a ‘devil’ but I didn’t invent the phase!

    1. You may not have invented the phrase, Hywela, but you applied it to me. Hmmph!

  10. Oh – I bet it’s his new office! I hope he’s more tolerant than his predecessor.

    1. If nothing else, if he is the new boss, it’s safe to say that he’ll be more understanding about hanky panky in his new digs.

  11. I think he is the new boss. Hmm… wonder where this is going. And here’s hoping Effing finds the house of his dreams.

  12. Several people have come up with the same idea. I wonder if you’re right? 😉

  13. Jennifer Reynolds · · Reply

    Naughty…oh yes. 🙂 🙂
    We are a cat only household You are welcome at any time. Lilith won’t be happy. She still growls and ignores her brother, whom we brought home last summer. He thinks she funny and rolls onto his belly any time she comes near him. 🙂 🙂

    1. In the world of science fiction romance, of course, naughty is nice. As for Effing, expect a package any day. Thx!

  14. Now I want to throw that door open and see what happens next. Nicely done.

    Note to Effing Feline – hey little guy, dogs can be very useful servants for cats. You just have to show them who’s boss. Hint: claws help.

    1. When we brought home a new dog, many years ago, a predecessor to Effing, a demure little puss, ambushed the dog when he was scarcely in the door, scratching his nose. The dog eventually grew to be 90 pounds, but he was always scared of the cat.

  15. Oh, no, he’s going to be the new big boss, isn’t he? That is going to make this awkward!

    1. You have no idea how complicated, Caitlin.

  16. And there’s the million dollar question for her! LOL. I love how she’s trying to rationalize out of this even as she’s taking in his body. I wonder who the next big boss is going to be, but I have a feeling I can guess by how easily he stated Cho was gone.

    1. She followed the half-dressed young man into the room specifically because she was feeling naughty, so it’s almost a rhetorical question.

  17. That last line is so loaded. Something tells me he’s either the big boss or is very close to said boss.

    1. I hope your guess increases your interest in reading on to see if you’re right!

      1. The previous snippets were enough to see the book settled into my kindle, so yeah. 🙂

  18. Loved the snippet, her worry opposed to his cheekiness …. great!

    1. Gotta have the dramatic tension that comes from conflicting viewpoints, you know.

  19. It is just a tad bit naughty but why not live a little since they weren’t blown to smithereens. lol

    1. I think you’ve captured Dusty’s thought process perfectly.

  20. I’m with most of the crowd here, Ed – I liked the last line as well. Nice job.

    1. Thanks so much, Sue!

  21. Maybe that’s an excuse, the adrenaline ran off, and she is not interesting anymore. I wonder if they’ll find something interesting snooping around this office.

  22. I wonder whose office it is now? Dare I guess? Bet that would make it even naughtier. 🙂

    Effing, I am a cat person extraordinaire, however, I am already taking care of my two daughters’ cats so you’d have to share. Not a word in your vocabulary, I fear. Good luck with finding a new home!

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