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Weekend Writing Warriors – Jan 24 – Sand and Sin

Welcome to my post for Weekend Writing Warriors  #wewriwa where authors share 8-10 sentences of their work.

I’m continuing with another excerpt from my new release, Sand and Sin. Injured in Afghanistan just before his team is to return home,  Navy SEAL, Jax Taylor takes leave after being released from the hospital and catches a military hop to Virginia Beach to see a buddy. When Jax arrives, TJ is night training and recommends a local SEAL bar called the Trident. We pick up when Jax arrives.

Stiff from the transatlantic trip, he limped a few steps but righted his gait before opening the heavy oak door. In his bar experiences, such an entrance usually led to a man cave.

Inside, darkness enveloped him, matching his mood. Pain meds and exhaustion made him irritable. He was still pissed about not being allowed to rejoin his team, and doubly so because TJ had a training op circumventing their party. So much for buddy reunions.

Behind the bar, a tall, lean beauty glanced up from the beer taps. The gnawing ache in his leg disappeared under scrutiny of wide, sea green eyes. Long, wavy hair surrounded her shoulders like a lion’s mane and his fingers itched to tangle in the strands. Other more intimate visions flitted through his mind.

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Weekend Writing Warriors – Jan 17 – Sand and Sin

Welcome to my post for Weekend Writing Warriors  #wewriwa where authors share 8-10 sentences of their work.

I’m continuing with another excerpt from my new release, Sand and Sin.  Navy SEAL, Jax Taylor is sniping on a rooftop in Afghanistan with two weeks left before heading back to his base in Coronado, CA when all hell breaks loose.

Chatter in his earbud alerted him the guys were bugging out. An armored unit was already en route, ETA two minutes. Long enough to die over one hundred and twenty times.

Sweat and dirt stung his eyes as he shoved a magazine into his rifle, then touched the pistol holstered to his thigh for back up. Like an action movie, everything moved in slow motion. Dust swirled around them as tracer fire crisscrossed the street in sync with the rat-a-tat-tat of gunfire.

The grinding tracks and clack of a diesel engine announced the Bradley’s arrival. Soldiers raced into the armored vehicle and Jax slipped through last. Before the door closed, a bullet ricocheted, biting the back of his thigh. Fucking hell.

Sand & Sin_Cover427x640Check out amazing writes at Weekend Writing Warriors. I also hope you’ll check out Sand and Sin.  Available at all major e-book retailers. amazonkindle, Apple, Google, Kobo, Nook