I'm back again to talk about a few things I'm very excited about. Several months ago, I started up my website, and more recently, I added an invitation to professionals to advertise their expertise through my site. Proofreaders, copy editors, book marketing, etc..., Click on the pic. or at: http://www.brendahickey.com/writing_fiction.html
Every book needs to be it's polished best, and this gives professionals another option in advertising. Plus, the best part: It's FREE!
The next thing I'm excited about is offering you an excerpt of, My Creator, the second book in My Keeper series. Expect it this summer, along with a new project that I'm keeping under wraps for a little bit longer. Don't worry, you all will be the first to know. Here is the excerpt, and I hope you enjoy it. Happy reading :)
Dressed and on my way to the kitchen, Ben and D were in the living room killing each other on a video game. The sound of machinegun fire and bomb blasts echoed through the foyer. I don’t think they noticed me, and that’s hard to believe for Dhampir. Placing the dirty snifter into the dishwasher, I heard another commotion. Someone was screaming, and it was coming from somewhere on the property. I sped to the front door, and Jon was just coming through it.
“My lady you must come with me!” His ashen white face emoted the seriousness of his voice.
“What’s going on, Jon?”
“There’s been a murder,” he claimed.
The video game went silent as Ben and D rushed up to where we stood. Their faces were full of concern.
“Show me,” I told him with urgency.
We ran like a bullet from a gun up a slight rise that flattened out as we reached a crop of tall oak and pine trees. It was the beginning of April and a chill hung in the air. As the ground began sloping downward, sunlight streamed like rays through the boughs of the trees above. A glossy dew clung to every branch, leaf, and rock, and the moistened earth seeped through my bunny slippers dampening my feet.
Beyond the trees, I saw the source of the agonizing screams. Several Dhampir guards were trying to console the cries of the woman. She knelt next to a body clutching her head. Her screams were chilling, rippling my skin. I feared the dead man was her mate. The scent of old blood overwhelmed my sensitive nose. The last time I’d smelt the foul stench was at the Greens’ house. The three guards acknowledged me with a nod of their heads and that’s when I noticed the dead man had also been a Dhampir guard. Their black, ninja-like clothing was a standard, specifically designed for night watch. It was a gruesome sight. The guard’s head had been severed from his body and lay a few feet away. When I was human this would have sent me running and screaming. Ripping out Edge’s heart on the night of my transformation had numbed me to such sights. But this affected me more than I’d expected. I wanted to cry along with the woman, and my eyes welled with tears. I hadn’t cried since the change, but seeing the woman weeping for her mate broke my heart. I reacted the same way when Edge had pierced Collin’s heart, nearly killing him. Collin came back to me; this Dhampir wouldn’t. (This is an unedited draft)
Hope you enjoyed it. Leave a comment below, and let me know what you think. Be back real soon
Happy reading :)