Effing Feline hisses #wewriwa

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I, Effing Feline, am a cat. Amongst other things, all of them magnificent, that means I do NOT like to be told what to do!

So I got pretty hissed when Ed, my pet human, told me that this had to be the last snippet from his WIP, The Seven Foot Cupid. He tells me he wants to start highlighting a Christmas story.

Christmas? It hasn’t even snowed yet here in Arizona!

Ember Dayle’s job is to exploring a suspicious new hole in the ground that pokes right through to ceiling of the cave (lava tube, actually) that is very close to the surface. Before she can use her high-tech rappel vest, though, the rocks underfoot crack and she falls.

Luckily the rappel vest stops her before she hits rock bottom — but not before she slams into Tyler Estrella, who is already down there, exploring the tube for another settlement.


Color key:

Red=first ten lines
Green=additional lines which, you can skip

“I’m awake, I’m awake . . . sort of.” He blinked. “So you can stop shaking me.”

She didn’t—and she wasn’t, he realized, trying to revive him. She was just trembling and jerking violently like a person traumatized.

He tried to take a deep breath, but she weighed too heavily on his chest. “At least get off me.”

She didn’t do that, either. Maybe she couldn’t? Even though he’d cushioned her landing at considerable expense, she seemed to have gotten the worst of the tumble from the world of sunshine.

And maybe she’d fallen, rather than attacked him. Addoray was peaceful, an idyllic Garden of Eden with no wars or criminal gangs roaming the wilds beyond the settlement walls.

Her chest pinned his right arm, but he moved his left around her shoulders and touched her with the wary gentleness he’d use on an unfamiliar dog. The touch seemed to soothe her rigors, so he stroked her cautiously.

Effing Feline here again. Even if it snowed, I wouldn’t be able to play in it like the frigid feline below. Have I ever told you I’m a house cat and never, ever get to go outside. Sigh.

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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.

29 comments

  1. Quite an interesting situation you have here which can go into several different directions ….

    1. In this meet cute, she really swept him off his feet. Well, she knocked him, actually, but the principle’s the same.

  2. Do you WANT to play in the snow, Effing? That cat doesn’t look all that happy!

    I’m enjoying these snippets, but am eager to see what Ed has cooked up for this Christmas.

    1. I’m not sure what I’ll cook up for this Christmas. My son from Amsterdam and the son from Calgary won’t be traveling home this Christmas — and they always manage to, one way or another. Maybe we’ll have ham. How about you? (Yes, I’m deliberately misunderstanding you. Sorry!)

  3. Author Jessica E. Subject · · Reply

    Hopefully he can soothe her.

    I think the rain we’re getting is supposed to turn to snow later today.

    1. Rain? I…think I remember what that is. Not sure, though. (This was the hottest summer ever in Tucson and the second driest. We’ve got about 1/4 our usual rainfall so far this year.)

  4. An awkward encounter – but is she okay?
    I’m with Effing on disliking authority.

    1. You’ll have to buy the book when it comes out, I guess. Sorry about that. (Uh . . . not really, if it gets anyone to buy.)

  5. I like his cautious approach but he better not tell her he’s treating her the way he would a dog LOL. Great snippet!

    1. You think she wouldn’t like being petted like a dog? I don’t see the problem, myself.

  6. I’m guessing she’d in shock from the fall, plus I seem to recall from a few snippets back that she already had bad memories of rappelling, so a fall would be doubly traumatic.

  7. Sad to see this story go.
    But excited for the next one.
    Tweeted.

    1. I’m so glad you enjoyed this one, Daryl.

  8. Well, that’s one way to meet! lol

    I agree with Daryl. I do love Christmas, so looking forward to the Christmas tale. 🙂

    Effing, I do hope you get to frolic in the snow–and hope you’re up near flagstaff. 😉

    1. You’re sure right about Flagstaff. Not that many people realize that the snowiest city in the lower 48 is in Arizona!

  9. Great twist–she was shaking, not shaking him. Really captures what’s going on.

    1. That little detail tells you how hard she’s shaking without having to tell you how hard she’s shaking.

  10. Great scene showing how freaked out she is and how understanding he is, without having to say any of it.

    1. Wow. High praise indeed. Thanks!

  11. Like your descriptions and his reasoning through the situation. Great snippet.

    Sounds like it’s time for a jail break Effing. Just wait for that first snowfall and make your move.

    1. Thanks so much, Jeff!

  12. I thought is so funny he’s treating her the way he would an unfamiliar dog—I just hope she doesn’t find that out. She might be offended! (I know Effing would be!) Loved the snippet!

  13. Hey, whatever works to calm a hysterical woman.

  14. I’m glad he’s starting to calm her.
    What an image you bring to mind with the way he’s treating her like an unfamiliar dog. lol

  15. It seems a wise way to approach an unknown stranger who might’ve attacked you but seems thoroughly traumatized.

  16. henhousepublishing · · Reply

    Yeah, I’d be trembling uncontrollably, too. He’s lucky she didn’t lose sphincter control all over him.

    1. LOL. For a romance novel, your suggestion seems a bit too . . . real, if you know what I mean,

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