1st Kiss

And now for the tail end of BLOGFEST... Thank you Jackie and Danielle (Dani) for hosting this!

The First Fight/First Kiss blogfest: 

• Post 1  June 12 - Share with us a 1st FIGHT scene on your blog.
• Post 2 Thursday, June 14 - Share with us a 1st KISS scene on your blog.

*sigh* So, here's the first kiss in FAUX PAS:

Sam killed the engine. “Welcome back.”

“What if they don’t recognize me?” I panicked suddenly. The hair alone, but then the eyes, my shape, everything had changed.

“They’ll recognize you.”

I looked at him. “How can you be sure?”

“You’re still you, Faux.”

A compliment? Yes, he meant it in a good way.

I played with the hem of my shirt. “What if they’re angry with me, or frightened by what I can do, or-?”

“They love you, Sparky. No worries.”

“Thank you, Sam.” I breathed nervously. “For everything.”

He placed his other hand on top of mine. “It’s gonna be okay.”

I nodded apprehensively.

“I’ll be right there with you.”

I nodded again. “I know, so why should I be worried? Without you I’d be dead, probably five times over. What’s facing my parents compared to the Soulless?”

He smiled, a covert little sweet thing. It consumed my attention and pulled me out of my nervous twist.

“Thank you.” I leaned across to kiss his cheek.

He turned.

Our lips touched.

An explosion burst through my chest—warm and real, but thankfully not in the flame variety. It launched through me, leaving my skin tingling with warmth, brilliantly charged, radiant with life.

I pulled away, worried I might actually fry him. His fingers gripped mine solidly, eyes mesmerizing. He wasn’t afraid.

I’d never felt anything like it, this amazing rush. Is this what it felt like? To truly care about someone? To be in love?

I swallowed, looking down.

He squeezed my hand. “Let’s go meet Mommy and Daddy.”

1st Fight: Blogfests and Boogiemen

It's BLOGFEST time again! Really, this is the only time I get out anymore, cyber-wise. I suppose real life is taking up too much realty. (Eek! Not real life!) 


Anyhoo, I heard about this blogfest and it was just too much fun, so the rules:

The First Fight/First Kiss blogfest: 

• Post 1  June 12 - Share with us a 1st FIGHT scene on your blog.
• Post 2 Thursday, June 14 - Share with us a 1st KISS scene on your blog.

So, here it is, a 1st Fight Scene from my WIP (work in progress), FAUX PAS:

Sam yelled. I shrieked.

Crunch! The vehicle smacked into the creature. It disappeared. The car stopped, dead.

My head whipped forward. It slammed backward into the headrest. The vehicle rocked back.

Breathing hard, I reached up with trembling fingers and brushed the hair out of my face. Glass sparkled on the floor and across my skirt. My hips ached beneath the belt.

I turned to Sam.

His head rested on the dash, his hands splayed against the windshield’s broken glass, and bleeding.  

Not conscious. He was not conscious.

A shaking breath rattled out of me. I bit back tears.

His seatbelt hung unused. What kind of idiot would steer into a person, er, creature without putting on his seatbelt?

“Sam?” I asked.

Movement turned my head. A black lump appeared in the headlights. I reached for my seatbelt buckle. My hands shook. 


It straightened up, eight feet. The creature stood still as death, watching me through jagged panes of glass. My hands froze. It rounded the front of the car, taking its time.

I punched the release button on my belt. It wouldn’t unlock. I pulled at the belt. I pounded the buckle. Tears blurred the silver clasp.

The thing leaned down so that its head was level with mine on the other side of the passenger window.

My breath froze. No, I couldn’t draw air. It was freezing.

Two glowing red pupils burned into me from where its eyes should have been, the rest of it hidden in the shadows of a hood.

I was going to die.

A metal bar hummed past my ear. It smashed through the passenger window and pierced the creature through one eye with a sickening squish.

The thing squealed.

I cringed away, covering my ears.

Sam reached across me and grabbed the metal pike he’d launched. He ripped it out of the monster’s face. Something wet spattered my cheek. I tensed.

He drew the weapon back, and smashed it through the thing’s chest.

The shrouded being fell across the open window, limp.

Yup, that's it. Lots of fighting, eh? *ahem* So anyway, see you back here Thursday for a first kiss?