I’ve got a busy weekend planned. It’s not telling everyone “Go away. I plan to read and eat my weight in cookies” busy.
Today, I’ll be at the design feed app and a couple of other places finishing up some promo images because I recently received some great, but urgent news. Also looking into a few other things. More on that probably later tonight or tomorrow.
But really, it’s been a great week. I’ve been getting some good work done on the revisions I’ve been working on. Rewritten a couple of scenes, added a few bits that were missed on the first draft. Also have made progress on the two WIP I’m actively working. And good news, I’ve finally gotten that darn plot to Her Greatest Desire heading in the right direction.
Incidentally, the excerpt at the end of this has nothing to do with the coming news or my busy weekend.
Today, I’m sharing a short snippet of Fiery Bliss.
Ever since returning to Alden Glen, Violet felt a little lost. She’d spent nearly ten years out of town. At first, she’d left to stay safe, but after the danger was past, she’d stayed in Aster, an Aelfir city in Florida. For a time, she’d thought to give people time to get over what happened. Some people had blamed her for what happened even though she’d done nothing. She’d found a life there though, built a career as an accountant with a side business in jewelry and crafts related to her talents with gems and metal. This year though, she’d begun thinking about coming back to Alden Glen.
She’d put in a request to move back and found it approved readily. She hadn’t talked to her family in years and not before or after she moved back. It still hurt that they hadn’t believed in her. To be truthful, after so much time, she didn’t know how to make the first move. She was in the strange position of wanting to reconnect with them, but she didn’t want them to think that she came crawling back. She didn’t need their help, but did hope she could find a way to bring them back into her life.
The sound of boots on the tile floor caught her attention. She saw a group of men walking toward the back of the room. One man caught her attention. His black hair gleamed in the overhead lights. It was his blue eyes blazing from his angular face that held her where she was though. Pain and sadness darkened those eyes. She got the impression that he had the weight of the world pressing down on him.
He was gorgeous, but so were a good deal of the other men in the room. This was Alden Glen, an Aelfar haven. Aelfar men always had a certain look to them that drew women. That wasn’t what drew her to him. She couldn’t pinpoint what it was and didn’t take the time to question it. She eased after him. She saw the group stop in front of Ciara Kelly’s booth. The woman had a magnificent ability to create things with metal. She’d done what Violet would like to do. Made a thriving business of her talents.
By the time she caught up to them, they’d already talked to Ciara and had moved to the side out of the way, appearing to wait for something. Violet hesitated, but straightened her shoulders. She really needed to stop pussyfooting around and begin building a life here. She’d chosen to come back. Now, she needed to make her place here, even if she did still get a few dark looks from one or two people. She hadn’t expected everyone to welcome her warmly after so many years. She wasn’t helping by simply going to work and then home. She needed to go out and meet people.
She stepped over to him. “Hi, I’m Violet. I wondered if you’d like to go to lunch with me.”