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A to Z: Theme Reveal

It’s time to gear up for another year of the A to Z challenge. One year I did a whole month of fire themed posts. Last year I wrote short pieces of back story for characters across my different series. I’ve enjoyed doing both. This year will be similar to the last one, except each of the posts will be at least one scene of a bigger story. They’ll all be connected together as well to make a serial story. As for the title for this year’s:’



For anyone who has followed me, you may know about the novella series I’ve been working on the last couple years. The first book, Into the Sun, was released as part of 2015’s World Unknown Review. That one was about Trace and his search for family and just what that meant for him. He found it and his biological father with the Riders of Justice. Grady Hartson Jr, better known as Icarus now, has his own story to tell. I’ve told bits of it through the other stories in this series, but this one will focus on Icarus and his possible second chance with Cassie.

The parts of the story(some are named for who will be also be in the scene, or something else that happens during it):

1 – Arrow

3 – Birdie

4 – Cassie

5 – Dive

6 – Edge of Control

7 – Flashback

8 – Grady

10 – Henry

11 – Icarus

12 – Jumper

13 – Kidnapped

14 – Love

15 – Medusa

17 – Never Again

18 – Options

19 – Promises

20 – Quitting

21 – Raven

22 – Set Up

24 – Taken

25 – Understanding

26 – Vengeance

27 – Wraith

28 – By eXample

29 – Your Love

30 – Zenith

And the song that inspired the title(all the titles in the series have been after songs):

WeWriWa: “Usually Spot-On”

Welcome back to another visit with the Weekend Writing Warriors, the blog hop for anyone who likes to write. I’m continuing to share from Dance with the Devil this month(next month I’ll probably share from what I’m writing for the A-Z challenge which is the next story in this series). For now, we have 10 sentences from the next chapter. The Riders are going to face down their rivals, try to get the problems between them ended. Devil’s feeling a little uneasy, though(since these are the guys who have beat him up twice, he has good reason).

I looked back at Hawk once as we headed to our positions. Once we were in place, Bull and Icarus would finally approach the house. There was a wariness in Hawk’s eyes. It wasn’t exactly unusual to see it there. He always seemed to be watching for what could go wrong, but there was something more here, I was sure of it.

I wanted to ask him what was wrong, but it was too late for that now. I’m sure he’d tell me it was nothing. Just a bad feeling, or something like that. But, I knew to trust his bad feelings. They were usually spot-on.

Is something wrong? Should Devil have asked about what Hawk’s worried about? You might find out next week.

Stream of Consciousness Saturday: Bear/bare

Today’s Stream of Consciousness prompt is to use bear/bare, one or both in any way we want. I have two side projects I haven’t quite met my goal for this week, so I’m going to be using one of them today. And this fits right with where I ended a scene yesterday. I’ll leave you to guess what happened before this. 😉


I woke to Hawk’s bare chest right in front of me. I traced the tattoo covering one side of it. I had a similar one on my arm. Hawk shivered , then I felt his hand run up my back. “We have to get up, Devil,” he said, and I could hear the regret in his voice.

I already was. Unfortunately I knew there wasn’t time for that this morning. I still pressed my mouth to his chest, but he hauled me up so our lips met. “Later,” he promised, “when this is over.”

I rolled away from him and found the clothes I’d stripped off the night before. “I’ll meet you downstairs,” I told him. His eyes were hot on me, even as I headed for the door. We had to get the job done, to keep the club and everything we stood for safe, but when that was taken care of, I’d be right back here with Hawk, and we could figure out where this would go.

As long as we both made it back. But, that was something I couldn’t bear to even think about. So, I pushed it away as I headed back to my room to get ready for this mission.


There’ll be more to this scene, and hopefully both Hawk and Devil will make it back unharmed. Hopefully I’ll be writing that part next week and wrapping this story up soon).

WeWriWa: ‘Almost as Quick’

Welcome back to another visit with the Weekend Writing Warriors, the blog hop for anyone who likes to write. I’m still sharing from Dance with the Devil. I may finally be getting close to the end, though I still have quite a bit from what I’m posting to where I am in writing. So, you may still get quite a few more snippets. Today, I’m jumping past some of Hawk & Devil’s argument and coming in toward the end of it.

“I really wish you’d just listen to me.”

“I am listening,” I snapped, turning back to him. “I’m just not likin’ what I hear.” I hated the hurt that flashed through his eyes. But, it was gone almost as quick. Must not have gone that deep then.

“You’ve never much liked what I had to say. Can’t take anything that upsets the balance of your world, can you?”

Just what is Hawk telling him that he doesn’t like? Where is the argument headed? Anyone else think these two should just kiss and get it over with already?(Ha, this is a thing I think whenever two characters are constantly arguing).

I posted the final chapter of Come Back Down on Wattpad Friday. So, you can head over there and read that if you’d like.

Fiction Friday: Come Back Down – Chapter 10

We’ve come to the final chapter of Come Back Down, and I don’t have Dance with the Devil finished yet. I might have the first draft done by the end of this month, not sure though. Then, I’ll still have to revise it before I start putting it up. So, it probably won’t be until next year before I start posting it to Wattpad(maybe December if I get lucky). For now, here’s the beginning of the end:

We didn’t have to wait long for it all to go down. Less than a week later the buzzing started. Smoke and Wraith came riding in to tell us the word from town. The cops hit the Ivory Crows’ clubhouse early in the morning. They’d come back from a job and were caught with the drugs, money, and weapons that had been taken. In the ensuing scuffle, one of the officers had been wounded, but he’d been listed as in good condition. Almost all of the Crows had been taken in, but a few were said to have slipped away. One of those being one of the sergeant-at-arms from what Wraith heard.

That fact didn’t put me at ease. If it had been a member, we might not have anything to worry about. With it being an officer in the club, someone who had influence and got things done, they might be able to gather resources to come after the Riders.

“Stop worrying about it,” Icarus told me two days after they’d first gotten the news. “There isn’t anything we can do about it until something happens.”

“Don’t you think it will be too late by then?” I asked him.

“We won’t go after them, Birdie. That’s not how this club functions, and you know that.”

“What if they get you, or Trace, before you have a chance to be ready for them. Dad-” My voice cracked, and he came to me, wrapping his arms around me.

“I’ll do everything possible to make sure nothing happens. To any of us. You have to know that.”

I did, but it didn’t stop me from being scared. I think he knew that. Trace did, too, since I think he felt the same way as me. The club thought we were inseparable before, but now we barely left each other’s sides. He was relaxing about touching and being touched as well. Either it was the massive amount of touching we were doing, with our clothes still on unfortunately, or his sessions with Raven were finally helping.

I didn’t care. He was healing and opening up for me more.

Chief wanted to keep patrols up, so two Riders went out together every night, riding through town and the surrounding area at three hour intervals. It was to keep us safe, to give us time to get prepared before something went down. I didn’t complain, even when Trace had to leave my arms, to go on his rounds.

He should be back by now. He’d gone out with Smoke, so I wasn’t too worried about something happening. Smoke would take care of him. I wasn’t feeling good about everything that was going on. It had gone too well for us. Nothing did that for long before the bottom fell out.

What’s going to happen now? Has something happened with Trace? Or will he make it back? You can read on to find out. And I hope you’ll come back when I start posting Dance with the Devil.

Fiction Friday: Come Back Down – Chapter 9

Good week over here. Finished the first draft of one of my projects. It was supposed to be a novella, but these characters had other ideas apparently. It’s a little under 60k so still a little on the short side for a novel for me, but definitely longer than a novella.

I’ve put the next chapter of Come Back Down up on Wattpad. I only have one more left after this. Then, it’ll be on to Dance with the Devil. I haven’t finished writing that, though, so it’ll be a little bit before I start posting it. For now, here’s the start of Chapter 9:


“I can’t believe that boy’s a cop. And he had us all fooled.”

“Doesn’t put him in the right, Bull, just because he carries a badge. Or make him a good guy.”

I looked back and forth between Icarus and Bull. They’d been just as shocked about Brad as we were. I still wasn’t sure what to make of it.

“He could be lying,” Trace said. “It looked legit, but I’m sure there are people who are good enough to forge that.”

Icarus glanced over at Chief. “You’ve still got contacts at the department, right? Could you find out for sure?”

“I doubt any are high up enough to be able to tell me anything. I think we should believe the boy. It does add up a bit more.”

“What I don’t understand,” I said, “is if this was always a job, why did he get so worked up when he found out about Trace and me? Why’d he bring Hawk into it?”

“Those answers are both easy,” Icarus said. “To the first one; pure and simple jealousy. He had to push you away for the job he needed to do. Doesn’t mean he didn’t still care. But, you don’t want someone who uses jealousy as an excuse to hurt others.” He glanced quickly to Trace, who tightened his arm around my waist. “As for the second, it doesn’t matter if he is a cop, he’s still an asshole with firm opinions.”

“What do we do now?” I looked straight at Icarus. The captain and sergeant were equal positions, but Bull had a tendency to defer to Dad’s opinion anyway. So, I started there. “He basically said we should stand down, or we might get caught in the middle of things. I don’t know if we should trust him.”

“We bring it before the club,” Icarus said. “Like we do anything that affects us as a club. None of us wanted war, but it looked like it was heading that way. If we can avoid it, I know which way my vote will go.”

Bull nodded in agreement. “It’s the way it’s done, Birdie, you know that. What the club decides is what we do. We’ll talk and argue the points, but once it’s done, it’s done with.”

“Yeah, I know.” I worried about that. Even if Icarus and Bull were all for stepping back and letting someone else, even the police, handle things, it didn’t mean other members, particularly some of the younger ones like Devil and Arrow, would feel the same. If enough of them did, the rest wouldn’t have a choice but to see it through. I glanced at Trace. He’d obviously come to the same conclusion as he worried his bottom lip.

“We’ll all have to fight?” he asked.

How will the vote go? Will they have to fight? You can read the rest here and find out how it goes.

Also, if you missed it, I posted Tuesday about looking for beta readers for a different project. I’m still looking for a couple if you’re interested.

WeWriWa – “I Always Have”

Welcome back to another visit with the Weekend Writing Warriors, the blog hop for anyone who likes to write. Dashing this one off quick because this weekend is Homecoming, and we’ll be off for the parade soon. Son is walking with Daddy and the fire department, and we’re hoping the rain will leave and hold off the rest of the day. Not sure if I’ll be able to get to this later. So for now, here’s a little more from Dance with the Devil:

“I was scared, Damon,” he said the words quietly, almost like he wasn’t sure if he wanted to or not. “When I got the text from Smoke that you were hurt, and they were following you in. I mean, obviously you were okay if you could ride, but my initial reaction was still fear.”

“You don’t need to be afraid for me, Hawk. I can handle myself.”

“But, you wouldn’t have been able to if Smoke and Jumper hadn’t ridden in right then. They told me it was three against one. How did you expect to come out on top of that?”

“The same way I always have. By fighting with everything I got.”

no clever commentary today. Just leaving this here.

And Chapter 8 of Come Back Down is up on Wattpad if you want to check that out. Also, I have Healing the Heart, an adult romance about two doctors taking a second(ok, third) chance on love, ready to send to beta readers(I have 1 lined up but would like a couple more). If anyone’s interested in reading and giving some feedback, I’d appreciate it. It’s a little over 80,000 words.

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