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Fiction Friday: Staring at the Sun – Chapter 1

I finally got the first chapter of Staring at the Sun up on Wattpad. Ok, finally might not quite be accurate. It didn’t take that long. But, I was worrying I wouldn’t get it done today because our internet was out most of the morning. Not sure why except we did get a lot of rain last night and possibly some thunderstorms. That might have done it(though I swear sometimes a strong wind can knock our connection out). Anyway, here’s the beginning of Icarus & Cassie’s story:

Icarus crossed the yard, and his smile spread as he saw what—who—waited for him up on the porch. There wasn’t anything he could do to restrain it. Nothing he wanted to do. After nearly nineteen years of thinking he’d never even lay eyes on her again, it was good to get to see Cassie every day. Several times a day. He wouldn’t trade that for anything.

Well, nothing, except take away the years they’d spent apart, the years both she and their son had been hurt. He knew even better than most you couldn’t get time back. The only thing to do was move forward. So, that’s what he did.

He stopped with one foot on the bottom step and held his hand out toward her. “Will you walk with me, Cassie?”

Her return smile was soft, sweet, and a little wistful. Did she remember him asking her almost the same thing all those years before? Except back then she climbed on the back of his bike and wrapped her arms tight around his waist. That began their nearly six-month adventure.

Until her father caught up to them and ended everything. If he’d known she carried his child…No, he wasn’t sure there was anything he could have done differently. Her father wouldn’t have let him close enough to do anything differently.

None of that should matter now. She was here with him now. So was their son. Icarus lost eighteen years with them, but he wouldn’t waste another moment.

Cassie took his hand and came down the steps to join him. Unfortunately it would have to be a fairly quick walk. They had a meeting coming up. Icarus hoped it would remain a routine one, going over the club’s old business and anything new that had come up. It was the new business that had him worried. Hopefully the men who were out around town would bring back all good news.

He knew perfectly well he couldn’t count on that.

Things had been quiet for several months. Ever since they’d struck a tenuous truce with the Ivory Crows. He didn’t know how much longer that would last. And if not the Crows, which direction the next threat would come from.

If you want to find out what happens next, you can find the rest of the chapter here, and I should have the next one up next Friday.

Fiction Friday: Staring at the Sun – Cover

I finished posting Dance with the Devil a couple weeks ago. Earlier this week I made up a cover for the next story, Staring at the Sun. This is Icarus’ and Cassie’s story, which I originally posted as this year’s A-Z blog challenge. It takes place just a month or so after Dance with the Devil. It’s the shortest of them, so far, and slightly different. Mostly because instead of writing from single 1st person POV, this one is dual 3rd person. And it ties back into some things that happened in the first book, Into the Sun.

I’ll start posting it to Wattpad next week, but for right now, here’s the cover:

You can look for chapter 1 next week.

WeWriWa: “Test That Theory”

Welcome to another visit with the Weekend Writing Warriors, the blog hop for anyone who likes to write. This is going to be the last snippet I share from Staring at the Sun. Icarus and the other Riders have gone to face Henry and try to get him to stop harassing them. But, he’s not giving in that easily and has a surprise for Icarus. He’s just told them that his men are holding Cassie somewhere “safe”(nowhere around Henry is safe, but still). Icarus does not want to believe him.

“You really want to test that theory? If I turn up dead, my men know exactly who to go after, and you’ll end up in a cage again, exactly where you belong. So, either way, you won’t see her again, but if you walk away now, everything else will be forgotten between us.”

“Don’t believe him, Dad,” Trace said, drawing himself up beside Icarus. “I don’t think he’s lying about Mom, but he wouldn’t just let us ride away and forget about this.”

Icarus knew the truth of that, but he didn’t see what other option he had, and he was still hoping Henry was bluffing. He motioned for the other men to fall back, but didn’t turn around until he was right on the edge of the yard. When they were at the bikes, he ignored the clamor of voices, took out his phone, and dialed a number. “Chief,” he said, his voice trembling, “tell me he’s fucking with me.”

“I’m so sorry, Grady.”

Why is Chief sorry? Did they get Cassie? Will Icarus be able to save her if they did?

Also, I started posting Dance with the Devil to Wattpad on Friday. I have Chapter 1 up and plan to put up one chapter a week until it’s all there.

WeWriWa: Owed Him

Welcome back to another visit with the Weekend Writing Warriors, the blog hop for anyone who likes to write. Today is my niece’s 14th birthday. Gah! That’s just hard for me to wrap my mind around. She was born my senior year of high school, and I can still remember holding this little thing and watching her as a toddler. So hard to believe she’s 14 now. And tomorrow’s Mother’s Day. Hope all the mothers have a wonderful day and anyone who the day is hard for, take care of yourself.

Anyway, for today I have more from Staring at the Sun. Last week Icarus and Trace were worrying over news they’d gotten and how they’d be able to keep Trace’s mom safe. Now, Trace is trying to assure his mom that they’ll be fine. I got creative with punctuation to make it fit. 😉

“He won’t get us,” Trace said, his voice firm. “You should know this by now. You’ve been here long enough to see that the club circles around us when there’s trouble. He won’t get through that to us; Dad won’t let him.”

Icarus had tried to tell her basically the same thing, and she wanted to believe him, both of them, but it was hard to trust in something she still didn’t completely understand.

Trace slid his arm around her shoulders. “We’ll be okay, Mom, I promise you.”

She still wasn’t sure she believed him, but she walked with him into the house. She’d pretend if it made him feel better. She owed him that much at least.

Who is it they’re so worried about? Will the club be able to keep them safe? Why does Cassie think she owes this to Trace(if you’ve read Into the Sun and Come Back Down, you’ll know that answer).

WeWriWa: “Some Promises”

Welcome back to another visit with the Weekend Writing Warriors, the blog hop for anyone who likes to write. I shared the last snippet from Dance with the Devil last week and have the first 262 words on Hawk’s story. Coming in between those, though, is the one I wrote for the A-Z challenge, which is Icarus & Cassie’s. This is the only one of these I’ve written in 3rd person(which is what I write most of my other stories in) and also the only one in the series with an alternating POV(again, how I write most of my stories). I’ll be sharing from that for this month while I build up more words in Hawk’s story. For now, here’s 8 sentences from Chapter 1. They’ve gotten some information that isn’t looking too good for them.

Icarus hadn’t thought Trace’s face could go any paler, but he proved him wrong once again. “Don’t let him get Mom. Whatever you do, don’t-”

“Stop, Trace,” Icarus said, even the thought sending a sharp blade right through his chest. “You have to know the last thing I’d do was let any harm ever come to your mother again.”

Trace didn’t say a word, though, as he headed out into the hallway. Icarus understood. Sometimes there were some promises it was completely impossible to keep.

Who is after Trace’s mom? Will Icarus be able to keep this promise?

A to Z: Z is for Zenith

Last time, we left Cassie and Icarus taking Henry down. And the state police showing up. Now, to what happens next for them.

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Cassie held on to Grady as he rounded another curve on his bike. They’d been back at the clubhouse for nearly a week now. She could hardly believe he’d let go of her at all in that time. They hadn’t discussed much of what had happened. Or what was going to happen next. They’d just held onto each other as much as they could.

The police had only held him for a few hours, until they could sort out everthing that had happened. Cassie was sure her statement had gone a long way to getting Grady released as soon as he was. And the reason Henry was still sitting in a cell, despite his connection to the sheriff. Hopefully he would not be getting out for a long while. If ever again.

Jake and Daniel were sitting in another cell as accomplices. She hoped they wouldn’t be getting out, either. But, when they did, they wouldn’t have jobs in the sheriff’s department any longer. She could at least be thankful for that. Whether the sheriff had known what they were doing or not, he couldn’t very well back them and come out looking very good.

She wrapped her arms a little tighter around Icarus. “You okay back there?” he asked over his shoulder.

“Very okay,” she told him.

She caught the edge of his grin before he looked back toward the road. She hung on to him as they took the final turn to the lookout point they’d gone to almost twenty years ago. She had some rather fond memories of the place.

Grady stopped the bike and she slid off from behind him. By the time she’d removed her helmet, he was off the bike and pulling a blanket and small basket of food out of one of the saddlebags. The cook from the clubhouse had put together some sandwiches and things for them. She grabbed the two bottles of water they’d brought along and joined him where he’d laid out the blanket.

When they finished eating, Cassie leaned back against him, covering the hand he had resting on her stomach. “I was going to quit,” he said.

“What?” She tried to turn toward him, but he held her in place.

“I was going to quit the club. Take you, Birdie and Trace if they wanted, and go find somewhere we could all find peace. Would you want me to do that?”

She couldn’t believe he was asking her that. “Why would you do that? That club is so much of who you are. And I’ve seen the good you do for people. Why would you just give that up?”

“That doesn’t mean anything if I constantly have to worry about who’s going to come after you. You’re what matters to me, Cassie.”

“And you matter to me. I love you, Grady. Whether you’re here with the club or we go somewhere else and you find another way to help people. That’s what you’ve always wanted to do, though. Even before. You can’t give up doing that.”

He hugged her a little tighter to him. “I guess we’ll stay then. All I want right now is to spend the rest of my life with you. That sound good?”

Warmth flooded through her, and she couldn’t tone down her smile. “That sounds perfect to me.”

He turned her toward him and took her mouth in a long kiss before laying her down on the blanket. Later, after watching the sun set, she climbed back on the bike behind him, and they headed back for the clubhouse. To their home. She knew this wasn’t the end. But, she was glad to have every moment she could with him. She wasn’t going to take another one for granted.

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And that’s it! I hope you enjoyed the ride as much as I enjoyed taking you on it. There’s more in store for these characters. I should be starting to put Devil’s story(Dance with the Devil) up on Wattpad soon(you can read the first 2 stories there as well) and am just starting to write Hawk’s. I’m not sure whose will come after that.

A to Z: Y is for Your Love

Last time, we left Icarus ready to go and rescue Cassie. And Chief reminding him of priorities. Today we’re back with Cassie. Will she be able to get away? Read on! We’re almost done.

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Cassie opened her eyes to light streaming through the window Wraith had climbed through the night before. There was no one there now, though, she could feel someone watching from the doorway. Henry, she realized turning her head slightly. Her mouth was dry, and her stomach ached. They hadn’t given her anything to eat or drink since they’d grabbed her. And now her heart sank, knowing Grady still wasn’t here for her.

He was coming. He had to be.

Henry sauntered into the room, and she tried to force her body up into a sitting position. She got herself somewhat braced against the wall, but that was about the best she could do without the use of her hands. “You ready to start begging for that forgiveness yet, Cassandra?”

“I don’t need your forgiveness, Henry. You should be the one asking for it. You took advantage of a scared young girl who found herself pregnant and no way to get in touch with the father. And you held it against me every day. My trust in you, what I thought might be love. You used it to hurt me. And to hurt my son. No, I won’t ever ask you for forgiveness, Henry. And I’ll never give you mine.”

He was in front of her in two strides. His hand shot out and her head bounced off the wall from the slap. “Do not ever speak to me like that again, Cassandra. I beat it out of you once. I’ll do it again. Don’t doubt it.”

“Oh, I never have,” she said, wiping the blood from her mouth on the shoulder of her shirt.

He turned and started to leave the room. But, Cassie heard the roar of engines down the street and propped herself up on her elbows. That had to be Icarus. If it wasn’t, she didn’t know what she’d do. Henry had apparently heard it too. He sent a glare over his shoulder at her. “I’ll take care of that. Once he’s gone, you won’t have any other option but to apologize and accept what I offer you.”

“Never,” she spit at him.

“You’ll see,” he said and started out of the room.

No, she wouldn’t. She knew taking care of it didn’t mean sending Grady on his way. He would never go without her. Not again. Which meant Henry likely planned to kill him or smehow have him arrested. No. She couldn’t let that happen.

Cassie rolled onto her side and twisted her wrist around. She could feel it slicked with blood. The ties had already dug into her skin. And she felt it catch. She couldn’t just give up, though. Grady wouldn’t give up on her. Cassie bit her lip as pain seared through her hands, but then one of them was sliding out. She let the ring fall away from her wrist and and pushed herself up on the mattress.

There wasn’t anything but the mattress in the room. Certainly nothing she could use as a weapon to help Icarus. She’d need to find something once she got out there. Henry had left the door unlocked, apparently thinking there was no way she could get free. She stepped out into the hallway, keeping an eye out for anything she could use. She found a heavy canister near the other end of the hallway. She almost dropped it but managed to hold on as she creeped forward.

“Let her go, Kearns.”

“Grady,” she murmured. That was his voice out on the front steps. He had come for her.

Henry just laughed. “You can’t actually think I’ll let you get your filthy hands on her again. She’s mine now, Hartson. You lost. Get used to it.”

“I haven’t lost anything. You will let her go. We have the state police waiting just down the road. If she doesn’t leave with us, it only takes one call, and they’ll be here to take you in on abduction charges and anything else they can find. I imagine they’re already at your house searching it for the drugs Trace told them about.”

Henry didn’t sound nervous when he laughed again. “Like I’m actually going to believe the state police are going to help a gang of outlaws like you.”

“You should. First we aren’t a gang or outlaws. And Eric Parnell still hs contacts in law enforcement. They believe what he tells them. And they’ll believe Cassie when she tells them you’ve held her against her will. Let her go now, and this won’t go so bad for you.”

“He’s right,” Cassie said, stepping forward. “I’ll tell them exactly what you’ve done to me and to Trace, Henry. I imagine you’d be lucky to make it out of prison. Especially if they knew what you’d done to a boy you raised as your son. Add in that you’re a cop, and I doubt you’d have any friends in prison. ”

Grady’s gaze snapped up to hers, and she could see the relief shine in his eyes. Henry jerked around to face her, his mouth falling open. “What are you doing? Put that damn thing down.”

“I will. If you let me go with him now.”

He laughed, and for the first ime it sounded a bit unhinged. “You can’t actually believe that will happen. I’ll never let you go again.”

The canister trembled in her hand but she raised it up. “I won’t stay. No matter what it takes, I will find a way to get away from you.”

“Get away from her, Kearns,” Grady yelled from just outside the door.

He didn’t though. Cassie swung the canister at him, knocking into his arm just as a shot sounded. She could barely hear Grady’s shout over the deafening echo. But, then he was at her side, holding onto her while still aiming his gun at Henry. Henry knelt on the ground, holding one wrist in his other hand. It seemed to be bent at an angle now.

“You’re all right?” Grady asked.

“I am now,” she said. “Your love had me holding on. I knew you wouldn’t let me go.”

“Never again,” he said, pressing a kiss to her mouth just before two state troopers pushed their way into the house.

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So what’s next? Do Cassie and Grady get to live happily ever after? One more scene to go.

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