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WeWriWa: “Not Worth It”

Welcome back to another visit with the Weekend Writing Warriors, the blog hop for anyone who likes to write. I’m making progress on Hawk’s story, but I’m still going to share from Staring at the Sun through the end of this month. I have 10 sentences from a couple scenes after last week’s. Icarus and Cassie were out riding and stopped at the local grocery store where they ran into her estranged husband(who is not a nice guy). This is from the husband’s POV. Hartson/Grady = Icarus. henry= the husband

“Come on,” she said softly, “he’s not going to do anything to us. We’ve done nothing wrong.”

“Don’t be so sure, Cassandra. I’m going to take that gang down.”

Hartson looked about ready to snarl something at him again, but Cassandra gave his arm a little tug. Grady turned toward her, and Henry was taken by surprise at the warmth in his eyes. “Come on,” she said again, “we’ll go. He’s not worth it.”

Those words had the air rushing from his lungs, then a fire started to build inside him, but the two of them were already climbing back on the bike. They might be getting away today, but he would find a way to take them down; all of them.

Why does he have such a problem with Grady? Why does he call the Riders a gang? Is he going to cause trouble for them?

In some related news, I made up a cover for Dance with the Devil Friday. And I’ll be starting to post it to Wattpad next week. For now, here’s the cover and the summary I put up on Wattpad for it.

Damon, better known as Devil in his new life, has fought the enemy, but nothing has been a bigger battle than his feelings for his best friend, Hawk. Surrendering to them could mean losing his place with the Riders of Justice, more family to him than the one he was born into. And he isn’t sure he could take that.
But, finding a way to be together is a mission Hawk isn’t willing to retreat from. Will Devil have to choose between the man he loves and the family he’s made? Or will he be able to find a way to have it all?

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?

WeWriWa: “Yell at Me”

Welcome back to another visit with the Weekend Writing Warriors, the blog hop for anyone who likes to write. I’m sharing the final snippet from Dance with the Devil today. The two groups have come to somewhat of a truce, and the Crows have agreed to let Hawk go. So, Devil’s going to free him.

I moved until I was kneeling in front of Hawk. I wanted to kiss him, but I needed to free his hands first. His face was bruised, they probably hadn’t taken him down easily. I sliced the knife through the ties around his wrists, then pulled at the tape around his mouth.

“You damn fool,” Hawk said then he was in my arms.

I heard snorts of disgust from the Crows, but I ignored them as I helped him get to his feet. “Let’s go,” I said. “You can yell at me later.”

There is one more scene after this, basically wrapping everything up. And by the time some of you read this, the final scene for Staring at the Sun may be posted. I’m starting to get Dance with the Devil ready to post on Wattpad then I’ll start putting Staring at the Sun up there too. And I’ll probably start to share from it next week. I’ve started writing Hawk’s story, but don’t have much of it yet.

WeWriWa: “So Predictable”

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, for at least another week or two. Last week, we left Devil taking off to try to see if he could save Hawk. This week we’ll see what his efforts get him.

As soon as I got back to the clearing where the clubhouse stood, I realized I’d made a mistake; they’d counted on my reaction. I hated that I was so predictable, even to these assholes. Hawk was on his knees, a gun to his head. His arms were wrenched behind his back, likely bound together. His eyes were on me, sorrow filling them. Silvery tape covered his mouth, at least half a dozen Crows staged behind him.

I was never going to be able get Hawk away from them, and I was pretty sure Hawk had come to the same conclusion. I was waiting for the roar of motorcycles, even though I knew it was possible they wouldn’t come after us. Wouldn’t risk the whole club for just two of us.

I should have known better.

Will the rest of the club come after them? What’s going to happen to them now?

I’ve also been posting the next story for the A-Z challenge. You can find all the current posts linked here if you want to read that.

WeWriWa: “Annihilate Them”

Welcome back to another visit with the Weekend Writing Warriors, the blog hop for anyone who likes to write. I’ve started posting the next story in my Riders of Justice series, for the A-Z challenge(and I’ll link to the first post below). I’m still sharing from Dance with the Devil today, though. Last week, we left Devil a bit desperate to get to Hawk. Today we get the decision Devil makes. 9 sentences.

“And if they don’t hold up their end, they know nothing will stop us before we completely annihilate them. I know this isn’t easy for you, Devil, but it’s what we have to do.”

I couldn’t, though. I couldn’t just ride away and leave Hawk there. He’d never do it to me.

Bull had eased away from me, and I took advantage of that. I moved quickly around him, climbed onto my bike, and started it up, kicking up the stand just before I twisted the throttle. I could hear them shouting at me, but I didn’t give a damn. I needed to get to Hawk.

Is Devil going to be able to get to Hawk? Will the other Riders come after him? To stop him or help? What’s going to happen next? I’ll have more next weekend, so you might just find out.

And if you want to read the first scene for Staring at the Sun, the next story in the series, you can find it here.

 

WeWriWa: “Destroy Him”

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, and probably will at least the next couple weeks, maybe even through April. Though I might share a couple from Staring at the Sun, which is what I’m working on for this year’s A-Z challenge(and is Icarus & Cassie’s story). For this week, I’ve skipped a few paragraphs down from what I shared last week. Devil wants to go back for Hawk. Bull’s trying to stop him. Needless to say, it doesn’t go over well.

“Get out of my way,” I told him.

“No, Devil, you have to listen to the rest. We have to do things the right way.”

“And that’s just leaving him there?” I shouted at him, even though he was right in front of me. “You know what they’ll do to him. He’s not going to walk back out of there; they’ll destroy him.” My voice cut on the last words. I didn’t even want to think about what they’d do, what they might have already done. “We have to go back for him.”

Are they going to leave Hawk? What are they doing to him? Will they get him back?

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