Six Sentence Sunday

How could I not participate in a fun activity like Six Sentence Sunday? Third week and I’m back for more. My first two weeks I focused on my current WIP titled Ghosts Don’t Wear Silk Stockings and I’ve decided to go with another six from that same manuscript today.

Brianna is caught in quite the dilemma. The man of her dreams has asked her to marry him and she would give anything just to say yes and embrace her happily ever after. Greer, her ghost friend, on the other hand has warned her that Dan is evil and she needs to break up with him NOW. What to do?

This part is one of my favorites and I hope you like it as much as I do…

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She didn’t want to admit it but Greer had a point. Something about Dan’s reluctance to invite her to his house rubbed her the wrong way. The hotel was a sweet gesture but it couldn’t go on forever. Then what? If she married him, would she gain entry into the forbidden zone or would she still be kept at arm’s reach? There were a lot of questions that begged answers before she could commit to a guy like Dan, even a drop-dead gorgeous, melt in your mouth guy like Dan.

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Six Sentence Sunday

Happy Six Sentence Sunday! I enjoyed participating so much my first week that I’m back for more. I decided to stick with the same WIP from last week (Ghosts Don’t Wear Silk Stockings) and fast forwarded a bit into the story. Here I leave you with a brief interaction between Brianna and her ghost-friend, Greer. She’s just had a run-in with something rather unpleasant and seems to think that Greer should have been there a tad sooner…

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“This is the thanks I get for saving your life?”

“Took you long enough.”

“I was busy.”

“Busy? You’re a ghost. What on earth could you possibly have to do that’s more important than haunting me?”

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Thank you for indulging me for a few sentences. I look forward to sharing more next week. 🙂

Happy Father’s Day to all the dads!

Six Sentence Sunday

This is my first week participating in Six Sentence Sunday, so go easy on me. I’ve decided to start with my current WIP, Ghosts Don’t Wear Silk Stockings. It’s meant to be a lighthearted story about a woman who thinks she’s found the perfect man, only to discover that he isn’t exactly what he seems. As a matter of fact, he isn’t entirely human…

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Ten minutes ago, she’d have been willing sacrifice her body to his carnal needs. Now she wasn’t so certain and he felt her hesitation against the heat of his bare skin. He kissed her neck and she lost the internal battle.

“Think about it,” he purred in her ear. She wasn’t sure she could think about anything else if she tried.

“We should wait,” she whispered.

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Choosing six sentences has proven more difficult than I expected. Feel free to share your thoughts.