#SixSunday - Meet and Greet

In EVEN VILLAINS FALL IN LOVE the MMC Evan (aka Dr. Charm) tells his version of the night he met his wife, Tabitha. The events in EVFIL take place seven years after Evan and Tabitha get married and she never has a chance to tell her side of the story.

Why would a beautiful superhero marry a super villain anyway?

Tabitha's side of the story is Heroes and Villains Book #2: EVERY HERO NEEDS A VILLAIN and this is a snippet from their first meeting...

"You're the one that called." Fear choked me. My voice came out as a low, smoky purr rather than a clear alto.

His fingers steepled in front of his mouth. "You know," he said with a contemplative air, "I think I would have remembered calling someone like you. Almost positive, in point of fact; I make a habit of not calling superheroes."

A super villain at the top of his game must choose between the world he wants and the woman he loves.

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#SixSunday - EVEN VILLAINS FALL IN LOVE

First off, I want to say thank you to all the fabulous readers who do Six Sentence Sunday. A year ago I posted the rough draft opening lines of EVEN VILLAINS FALL IN LOVE as my first Six Sunday post. The feedback and encouragement got me through some bad edits and the entire query process. On Tuesday EVFIL will be a real book!

Since I've already posted the opening for Six Sentence Sunday I'm posting part of a fight scene. The FMC is on the evening news fighting a monster and this is the first time Evan realizes what it means to be married to a superhero...

The TV needed to be off. Now. The girls shouldn't watch their mom die. He shouldn't watch his wife die. Anger burned through the fear. Whoever created that abomination was going to pay.

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Six Sentence Sunday: Good Memories

After a rough night MacKenzie wakes up to his new housemate dragging him out for a run. He has other ideas on ways she could cure his depression...

Her predatory smile only widened. "Exercise is good for depression."

"I'm not depressed, I have flashbacks. The two are not the same."

"You'll have fewer bad memories if you make some new good memories."

Then get naked.

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Six Sentence Sunday: Old Ghosts

This excerpt is from JANE'S SHADOW, the second book in the Jane series. The first book is in edits, and I started the rough draft of JS late last week. Enjoy!

Traveling just shy of two hundred miles an hour wasn’t good for the tires, but it ate the miles between the Space Coast and the Home of the Infantry. Fort Benning, talk about ghosts. He’d done basic training there, and Ranger school, and airborne school. Most his life between nineteen and twenty-five revolved around the ancient army post. Somewhere in his wallet he still had the ID they’d issued him before his last deployment.

By the time he’d sobered up and started thinking straight the brown card was little more than a souvenir, a memento of a shattered lifetime.

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Six Sentence Sunday: Back to Him

A snippet from JANE DOE...

Sam's ex is in town and wants to try to make things right. She's convinced he won't hurt her...

"Do you hear yourself?" Mac demanded. "He's already hurt you. Or did I hallucinate you crying? I know I still have flashbacks, but that looked real to me. He hurt you. He gutted you, and you’re going to let him trample all over you again."

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Six Sentence Sunday - Don't Walk Away

A snippet of new writing from JANE DOE:

He didn't look at her like he was asking for her body. Mac looked at her like he wanted to devour her soul. His soft touch bordered on worshipful and made her feel a lot less worthy than any number of one-night stands, a fling she could pray away at her next confession.

Disappointing Mac when he realized she wasn't perfect would devastate her.

And that was the problem she realized, she was waiting for the spell to break and for Mac to realize she's wasn't what he wanted. Then he would walk away.

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Six Sentence Sunday - Overkill

This week's snippet comes from JANE'S SHADOW, book two in the Jane series. Sam needs a medical examiner (ME) with top secret clearance to help her at a crime scene and her on-call guy is on vacation. This is what happens when she tells the junior agent to find her a replacement ASAP:

"The air force had a set of fighters doing a refuel at the airport so I commissioned one of them to bring the ME to the local airfield, and there's a car waiting. They should be touching down now, ma'am."

Sam rubbed the bridge of her nose. "You scrambled a fighter jet?"

"You said it was urgent, ma'am."

"Tell me, Edwin, have your ever heard the term overkill?"

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Six Sentence Sunday - Everything I Ever Wanted

I'm posting early, and reading on Monday, because Sunday is Mother's Day. For everyone who stops by over the weekend, thank you! I'll stop by on Monday.

Samantha and Mac are co-workers, and temporary roommates after he loses his apartment in a hurricane. She's just gotten off the phone with her ex-fiance. In tears, she asks Mac why Joseph doesn't love her anymore.

"I've never had someone look at me like that. Love me like that. He's a fool, Sam. He had everything a man could want, and he didn't just lose you, he took your for granted and threw you away without ever realizing what he had."

"What did he have?"

"Perfection."

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Six Sentence Sunday - The Dead Tell No Tales

This week we're back to my main WIP, the novel JANE DOE. This is a near-future SFR that revolves around the murder of a faceless woman they call Jane Doe...

A pounding headache made Mac rub his eyes. All the muscles in his neck felt
knotted. If he could just get the computer to spit out a list of possible matches. No one went from birth to adulthood without leaving a trace.

Dental work, bone fractures, somewhere in the system Jane Doe left a trace. Someone knew her name. Someone knew why she was dead.

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Six Sentence Sunday - The Fight

Evan doesn't have everything he wants. Giving up his life as Doctor Charm (author of the Villain's Diary) and become a dedicated stay-at-home-Dad so his wife can return to life as the superhero Zephyr Girl isn't all soap operas and bonbons. There are days being at home is the hardest job in the world. This is one of those days:

"Mommy's in a fight!"
Picking up Maria so he could claim a spot on the couch Evan watched as Zephyr Girl whipped around a giant lizard thing, the unholy offspring of Barney the Dinosaur and Godzilla. Zephyr Girl darted in, pulling a trip wire past the reptilian legs, and dodged a heavy fist.
His heart skipped a beat. Zephyr Girl didn't move fast enough and she bounced off a building, her neck snapping back with an audible crack.
"Mom!"

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Six Sentence Sunday - A Villain's Diary

A little more from the villain's diary....

Someday I know the kids are going to ask for the story about How I Met Their Mother. Every kid asks, it’s a rite of passage like losing a tooth or learning to ride a bike. I just don’t know how to tell them without losing their respect. The truth is, Tabitha broke into my lab and kicked me and my minions clear into the next time zone. She has sonic speed and the ability to fly, but really did me in was the skin-tight white bodysuit and the bustier on the edge of wardrobe malfunction. Any man who can think straight when confronted by that must have a wonderful boyfriend at home because I’ve seen drag queens hand in their Prada kitten heels for a shot at Tabitha.

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Six Sentence Sunday - Sekrit Project Opening

This week I'm branching out a little and posting the opening lines from the first draft of my SEKRIT PROJECT. Consider that your warning, this isn't perfect yet. The story is written from the POV of the notorious super villain Doctor Charm.

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Don’t get me wrong, the sex was always perfect. I knew from the first time I saw my wife that I wanted her naked. Seven minutes later I wanted revenge on her for wrecking my lab, and destroying my chance for world domination in 2008. But after my arm healed, and I stole some new equipment, and had the minion cloning program back in place I felt a little different.

I wanted revenge with a side-order of naked.

Six Sentence Sunday - Deleted Scene

In the original draft of JANE DOE agents Samantha Rose and L.E. MacKenzie never became friends. He found out her secret and blackmailed her into helping him shake his prescription drug addiction. I pictured him following her like a faithful dog, silent and sturdy and as omnipresent as God.

It didn't work.

Mac started in my mind as a gangly Igor and developed into a quiet man with a dry sense of humor and a heavy dose of self-loathing. He started the book on the brink of suicide, so lost in depression and guilt he couldn't see what good he could do. To that end one of my favorite scenes was cut.

Mac came over to blackmail Samantha and she misunderstood what he wanted. The conversation took a horrible turn for the worse. Nearly two pages long I couldn't put the whole scene up for Six Sentence Sunday, so here's the punch line:

“You don’t want me naked?” Sam blurted out in relief. Drug rehab was so much easier than casual sex with The Thing. She looked up to see MacKenzie staring at her in wide-eyed disbelief.

“Is naked an option?”

Her cheeks flamed hot. “No, definitely not."

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Six Sentence Sunday - In the Morgue

Genre: Sci-fi/ SFR

Background: Samantha "Sam" Rose is an agent for the United North American Territories Bureau of Investigation in the year 2069. She's one big case away from promotion, and moving to DC to tie the knot with her long-distance fiance. To close her dead end Jane Doe case she must venture down to the morgue for the coroner's signature.

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“Come on Miss Mary Mac, I have a triple homicide waiting for me.” Creepy thoughts of what a loner might get up to in an empty morgue entered her head. “Please don’t be fondling a corpse.” She slid her ID through the reader and pushed the last door open.

A tall, gangly creature in blue scrubs covered up to in blood, hovered over a corpse caught in the act of exploding.

Sam gagged.

Six Sentence Sunday - Meet UNATBI Agent Sam Rose

My six sentences for the week, from my current WIP, Jane Doe.

Alabama spring blasted Sam’s face as she opened the door. One hundred percent humidity and ninety degree heat. Just trudging across the parking lot to the morgue left her sweat-damp shirt clinging to her like a bad boyfriend.

A ticking was the only warning she had before sprinklers turned on full blast. Black hair dripped into her eyes, so much for trying to curl it. Tomorrow she’d sleep in the extra hour.

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