Six Sentence Sunday is sadly coming to an end so this is my last official post. I've met so many wonderful people here, have found a lot of great new authors and think I've become a better writer, trying to pack a punch in just six sentences. To all the friends I've met, I know we'll continue to keep in touch on twitter and facebook! To the admins, thank you!!! It's been a helluva ride.
This bit is from Threads of Desire which just released this week. It's a secondary-world fantasy romance about a down-on-her luck mage and the handsome, arrogant aristo who makes her an offer she can't refuse. This is Kal beginning to suspect he's become trapped in his own web.
The sharp, sweet scent of the fruit reminded him of Ily, spread on his table. The oranges shaking from their bowl and rolling to the floor. The twilight reminded him of Ily because he usually waited for the first star to appear before seeking her out, knowing that she’d be finishing her work then. The crystalline sound of the fountain, Ily straddling him in their bath.
He could still turn around.But if he stayed, it would only be to wander the halls.