I have decided to participate in 8 Sentence Sundays over at the Weekend Writing Warriors!
What you do to participate is take 8 lines from your story, be it complete or work-in-progress, and post them on your blog, FB, whatever – and then link back to the site!
This will be the last sneak peak into my WIP for a little while, starting next Sunday, I will give you guys a look into one of my finished novels, The Fangs Between Her Teeth, a Young/New Adult Supernatural Saga, 8 sentences at a time!
For now, here is the end of chapter one of my Work-in-Progress. We left off with something going bump in the night, and our Heroine Gena reaching her childhood home. To fill in some information, she has entered the old house, spoken to its housekeeper and made her way past the creepy portrait and upstairs to her late aunt’s room. And here we go …
Gena sniffed, her crying jag over for the moment, her eyes painfully raw and red. Sitting up, she wiped her face with her palms, rubbing her eyes free of the lingering tears. “Nothing to do about it now,” she muttered to herself and glanced up towards the mirror – and froze.
The mirror reflected the balcony and the outdoors, but on the edge of the reflection, Gena saw something dark and vaguely human like peering at her. Feeling a scream seizing her chest, she whipped her head around, her limbs ready to take off down the hall and lock herself in another room.
But the apparition was gone.
Gena let out a breath and studied the outdoors, her limbs strained and her mind reeling. She had seen something – the briefest of moments, there had been something there. But now the balcony was empty save for a feeble light that came from a lingering sliver of moon.
Check out this week’s post for more!