Tuesday Tales: Writing Flexible by Flossie Benton Rogers

Tuesday Tales is a weekly blog featuring diverse authors who post excerpts from their WIPs based on word and picture prompts. Today’s prompt is flexible, and the snippet is from a work in progress temporarily called Soul Double. Please visit the other fabulous authors at Tuesday Tales.

As his eyes met hers, Rhade’s voice assumed the cold dark tone of a commander. “Stay inside.” His formidable frame made it look as though he could snap the hideous creature in pieces like a twig. He stepped out and assumed a slight crouch in its lumbering path.

Resa took off for the kitchen. Screams sounded, and in her mind she envisioned beach goers scattering like ants. Good, a human would be no match for a revenant Grim. She gathered a small bundle of knives. She thrust a bulky handle into Ernesto’s hand and clutched two more in hers.

“What are you doing?” Ernesto gazed down at the blade as if wondering what it was for. He grabbed her forearm. “Let the big man handle the zombie, little one. Neither of us is trained to fight.”

She huffed. “That’s a revenant out there, straight from the confines of the Underworld—or at least I think it is. We don’t know what magic brought it here or what power it has. Rhade is strong, but his Ka has disappeared . We have to help him.”

Ernesto gave a horrified gasp. “His etheric energy is gone? Who is this man Rhade?”

She rushed toward the door, hopping over a stool that had fallen. “I don’t have time to explain.”

Ernesto’s voice came from right behind her. He must be damn flexible for his age. “Let’s go get the revenant bastard. Never could stand the formaldehyde smell.” The definite thrill in his tone surprised her.

“Rhade.” With the handle pointing in his direction, she tossed a blade at him. He caught it just as the revenant drew its rusty sword from the scabbard. “I told you to stay inside.”

Distracted, she threw out a retort. “I must have a problem with my hearing. Consider us back up.” The skill the creature used with the sword was freaking odd.

Ernesto whispered close beside her. “This revenant hasn’t fully devolved yet.”

Even as the meaning of the words swirled in her mind, the creature’s countenance became fresher. Flesh padded onto its body, and like a pin point of light brightening a swatch of stagnant water, a sinister gleam slid into its eyes.

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Flossie Benton Rogers, Conjuring the Magic with Paranormal Fantasy Romance

By Flossie Benton Rogers

Paranormal romance author who loves to shake the edges of reality.

14 comments

  1. Very cinematic snippet. Full of action and suggestive. It brings to my mind some beauuuutiful PC games I’ve been playing for a while.

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