Happy Sunday, lovelies!
Today I’m continuing with the story I started last week (you can read that here). Thank you for all your comments and encouragement. I did not include the sound she heard to keep to editing guidelines, but I'll make sure to keep it when I get to the final draft *smile*
When I wrote today’s snippet I knew for certain who the creature was, but now, things might have changed. Ah, these characters with a mind of their own!
I'd love your thoughts.
*creative editing to keep to the guidelines has taken place*
#SexySnippets and #8Sunday Sentences
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Clare lost track of time and her surroundings as she inevitably followed the sound she wanted to ignore. It was a call she’d been trying to forget for years, one that had caused her nothing but grief. A call she could not deny as much as she could not hide the moon shaped mark on her shoulder.
Abruptly, everything became quiet and she froze. The hairs on the back of her neck stood and her knees started to shake. Someone was watching her. She wrapped her arms around herself, wanting to run but unable to do so as a creature emerged from behind the thick trunk of an oak.
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