Nothing to Fear, just a Job to Do #mfrwhooks

I, Effing Feline, am the world’s most literary cat. Plus I can type, which ain’t easy without fingers. I’m talented!

On a planet with a new human colony, unexpected dangers abound. Ember Dayle’s job is to deal with the unexpected. She prepares to rappel down the strange new hole leading to a cave — and fear of falling makes her jam an extra anchor into a crack in the thin rocks roofing the cave.

Although I can’t see it,” she dictated, “lidar says the floor of the tube lies forty-two feet down. I’ll transmit the data I’ve gathered before I go down.” She put the comm unit on automatic and clipped it to her belt.

To test the firmness of the rocks, she jumped in place—though not very high, just in case. The ground didn’t shake, didn’t swallow her. So far so good.

She dropped rucksacks filled with supplies down the hole, one at a time. She shined a flashlight down to check that they’d landed safely. Again, so far so good.

She pulled a metal claw from her rucksack. A coil of thin Strongstrand was attached to the claw, which she spiked into the ground and then stomped on to make sure it’d hold her weight. She did the same for a second coil and claw. After she attached the cables to her vest, motors built in to the vest would lower her to the tube’s floor slowly and gently. Or at least they were supposed to.

The breeze picked up. When it wafted across the hole, it was like blowing across an open bottle, making the skylight groan as though laughing at her pitiful little precautions. Disliking being mocked, she took out a third claw and stomped it into the ground, just in case. The claw slipped in a little too easily, as though it had found a fissure in the rock. When she tested it, however, it stayed put. It would do.

“Nothing to fear,” she whispered as she scooted on her bum to the hole. “Just a job to do.”

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The Seven Foot Cupid

Book One in the Passion Island Trilogy
A locked-in-together romance

Ember prides herself on handling anything her newly colonized planet can throw at her. After a head injury shakes her confidence, she’s determined to prove herself again. She gets her chance when she’s ordered to explore a mysterious new cave.

Tyler, an explorer from a rival town, is given the same task. Like Ember, he’d been in an accident – – but his entire team died, leaving him drowning in survivor’s guilt. When he meets Ember, he’s drawn not only to her beauty and toughness, but by how well she deals with her accident.

Booker, a naïve Apprentice Cupid for a secret organization, receives his first assignment: get Ember and Tyler together. His strategy: lock them in an abandoned cabin together so they ‘get to know’ each other.

He doesn’t realize he’s locked them in with . . . something else. Something dangerous. Something no human has ever seen.

15 comments

  1. Definitely building suspense here, Ed!

    1. I hope the technical details aren’t too much.

  2. personalizedmarketinginc · · Reply

    Definitely wanting to know more about the Cupid.

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    Dee

    1. Booker (i.e., the cupid) is a recurring character across the three books of this trilogy, so he has his own story arc.

      1. Great idea! I always enjoy it when a character I like in one book shows up in another in the series.

  3. Nothing to fear? I beg to differ. Hard pass on rappelling down that hole! Your gal has guts.

  4. Hope she lands safely. Lots of building tension here

    1. She feels every bit of that tension inside of her, too.

  5. Love this line – making the skylight groan as though laughing at her pitiful little precautions. Great imagery (I think it’ imagery – I could be wrong.)
    Tweeted.

    1. LOL. I’m like this too. Did I just write a simile or a metaphor? I have no idea. I just write the stuff, I don’t analyze it.

  6. The breeze picked up. When it wafted across the hole, it was like blowing across an open bottle, making the skylight groan as though laughing at her pitiful little precautions. Loved the above sentence. I can close my eye and see a hear the images. Thanks for sharing!

    1. You never know what little idea will stick in a reader’s mind.

  7. henhousepublishing · · Reply

    And Indiana Jones whispers, “I got a bad feeling about this.”

    1. At least it’s not snakes.

  8. deesknight · · Reply

    I so want to know more!

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