Snippet Sunday is a group where writers come together to share a few sentences about their current project–whether it’s a recently released novel, a WIP (work in progress), or an older manuscript that’s being revived. For my second post, I am sharing a snippet from my upcoming publication Twisted Beauty, a m/m dystopian romance.
His community or enemy. He can’t have both.
Deep in the badlands, long after the fall of modern civilization, Hunter patrols the area as the war chief for his Lakota community. His latest mission is to hunt down a marauder who robbed his neighbors of their precious goods. He’ll act as this man’s judge, jury, and executioner.
Having lost everything at his former Ojibway encampment, Chassis is far from home. He wanders the badlands, a grim reaper bringing death to those with what he needs to survive. But there is one man courageous enough to challenge him.
When the duo faces off, neither expects the sizzling chemistry to erupt between them, nor for their duel to touch what both have denied themselves. Now they must choose to either remain together and sacrifice their beliefs, or go their separate ways, losing what they’ve spent their lives searching for—love.
Genre(s): M/M Dystopian Romance, LGBTQ+, First Nations Romance, Native American Romance
Heat Rating: Level 4 (violence, dubious consent)
Publication Date: Coming Soon
Publisher: eXtasy Books
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A feeling of imminent danger created a thick cloud of tension in the car. It was as if the deathtrap was tapping on the nape of Chassis’ neck. He let the Mach 1 roll to the shoulder of the road. He shifted the gear into first but didn’t set the emergency brake.
“What’re you doing?” The same tension inside the vehicle crept into Hunter’s question.
“Scouting. Stay put or you’ll give us away.” Chassis grabbed his cane and vacated the car.
With the engine switched off, all was dark. He leaned on the hood to let his eyes adjust to the blackness.
The sound of a vehicle in the distance pricked his ears. Someone was approaching. It wouldn’t be friend but foe. He doubted the arriving car had any connection to Tracker, who probably watched. The big man wasn’t stupid. The vehicle would slow because Chassis had made himself vulnerable. This meant Tracker would use the opportunity to gain mobility from either the Mach 1 or the eventually stopping vehicle.
To further put himself in a precarious position, Chassis dug inside his jacket and produced his readied pipe to light.
All he had to was wait. Wait for the battle to begin.
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