I often post excerpts of my current work in progress on Facebook, so I thought I'd post them on the blog as well for those who don't have Facebook accounts. Here's a little excerpt from the second book of my THIRDS series which I'm working on now tentatively titled Blood & Thunder, and what Dex's poor team has to deal with:
“Oh my god. Turn around. Quick.” Sloane tried pushing Cael back out the bar’s entrance, but Rosa and Letty were crowded around him with Hobbs blocking the doorway.
“Why?” Cael stood on his toes, trying to look around Ash, and Sloane.
Damn it, there was no time. “Just get out, go, go, go.” He grabbed Ash’s arm, hissing in his ear. “Threat Level Fuchsia. Fuchsia!”
Ash’s eyes widened, and he turned to usher everyone toward the door. “Shit. Everyone out before—”
“What?” Dex swept passed them, slowing when he saw what Sloane had been trying so hard to avoid. He turned and threw his arms up with a loud ‘woop’ in victory, followed by a sing song, “Karaoke night!”
Ash delivered a punch to Sloane’s arm. “What the fuck, man? You couldn’t have said something sooner?”
“Damn it, Ash.” Sloane rubbed his arm, glaring at his best friend, and replying through his teeth. “I didn’t see the equipment until it was too late.” He returned Ash’s punch to the arm. “You’re the one who wanted to come here.”
“I didn’t know they’d started doing that shit. Now what?”
“Now we get drunk. He’s already checking out the playlist. It’s too late.”
“We could knock him out.”
“That’s your answer to everything isn’t it?” Sloane lowered his voice to mimic Ash’s growl. “Dex is singing in the shower, you want me to knock him out? Dex is eating gummy bears during the briefing, you want me to knock him out? Dex is napping during the assembly, you want me to knock him out?” Sloane shook his head. “How can you knock him out if he’s already out!”
“Chill, man. Don’t get your fucking panties in a bunch. I suggest you skip the beer and go straight to the vodka.” Ash held a finger out to signal the barman. “Also I could have woken him up, and then knocked him out. Just saying.”
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