Lovin’ the Language Blogfest Post

A friend and fellow writer, Jolene Perry, posted a blogfest on her BLOG, asking people to post five of their favorite lines or excerpts from their writings. So, here goes nothin’! It was really hard to choose quotes that wouldn’t give away too much. Thanks for the challenge, Jolene! Here are five snippets from my up-and-coming novel, Sweet Evil. ​

​*** (First Time Anna sees Kai)
            He was smokin’ hot. As in H-O-T-T hott. I’d never understood until that moment why girls insisted on adding an extra “t.” This guy was extra “t” worthy.
*** (Conversation between Anna and Kai)
“So that’s it then?” he asked. I ignored him. “I always wondered what it would feel like.”
That made me curious enough to turn to him.
“What what would feel like?” I asked.
“Rejection.” He seemed in the midst of a revelation.
“What are you saying? That no girl has ever told you ‘no’?”
“Not one.”
Well, that explained a lot.
***
(Conversation between Anna and Kai about all the places he’d lived)

            Everything about Kaidan was exciting and exotic. This was my first time traveling away from home, and he’d already seen so much. I ate my apple, glad it was crisp.

            “Which was your favorite place?” I asked.

            “I’ve never been terribly attached to any place. I guess it would have to be…here.”

            I stopped mid-chew and examined his face. He wouldn’t look at me. He was clenching his jaw, tense. Was he serious or was he was teasing me? I swallowed my bite.

            “The Texas Panhandle?” I asked.

            “No.” He seemed to choose each word with deliberate care. “I mean here. In this car. With you.”
***
(A moment between Anna and Kai)

            “Kai,” I said. I could feel his nose and mouth move over my hair. Why was he doing this to me? Telling me not to romanticize him, and then nuzzling me from behind. “You shouldn’t…”
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            My knees were shaking. I was so confused. What I really wanted to do was close my eyes and lean back into him, pretending for just a moment that we were together. But I pressed on from a place inside of me that was stronger than my body. I couldn’t be one of his momentary girls.
           
***
(Anna’s thoughts going into the final chapter)

            Eight months of memories tumbled into my heart right then. Eight months ago I didn’t know who or what I was. Just eight short months ago I’d never been passionately kissed. If someone had told me then that I would soon be dying at the hands of demons posing as gentlemen, I would have laughed and questioned their sanity. How quickly life could change.