Six Sentence Sunday – Rough Diamond, the release edition! #sixsunday


 
After a bit of a break, I’m back with Six Sentence Sunday , and am super excited because ROUGH DIAMOND is now available!

In honour of this awesomeness, here’s six sentences from ROUGH DIAMOND. Thanks, as always, to the peeps behind this wonderful initiative, and to all the lovely people who comment on my sentences 😀

The man who wanted to buy her saloon occupied a table all to himself, watching the roulette wheel as he toyed with the whiskey before him. Though the table regularly sat four, none had joined him, and it looked as if none would. He seemed to suffer no injury from their disinterest, merely continuing to observe the roulette wheel, the lamp set upon his table lighting a foolish grin on his face.

Leaning on the balcony’s wooden balustrade, Alice watched him. For over half an hour, Llewellyn had sat at his table and played with his whiskey, raising it to his lips every so often but not drinking a drop. Instead, his avid gaze took in the activity surrounding him, and his eyes sharpened every now and then as if he were noting something in that empty head of his.

 
Rough Diamond by Cassandra Dean Western Escape Decadent Publishing

Owner of the Diamond Saloon and Theater, Alice Reynolds is astounded when a fancy Englishman offers to buy her saloon. She won’t be selling her saloon to anyone, let alone a man with a pretty, empty-headed grin…but then, she reckons that grin just might be a lie, and a man of intelligence and cunning resides beneath.

Rupert Llewellyn has another purpose for offering to buy the pretty widow’s saloon—the coal buried deep in land she owns. However, he never banked on her knowing eyes making him weak at the knees, or how his deception would burn upon his soul.

Each determined to outwit the other, they tantalize and tease until passion explodes. But can their desire bridge the lies told and trust broken?
 
 

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Six Sentence Sunday – WTF 2: The Reckoning #sixsunday

Six Sentence Sunday is here again, peeps! As always, a big thank you to the peeps behind this wonderful initiative, and to all the lovely people who comment on my sentences 😀

So this week, it’s WTF 2: The Reckoning! Awesome title, hey?

A follow up to ROUGH DIAMOND, WTF 2: The Reckoning features secondary characters Pearl (Red) and Ethan. Hope you enjoy!

Ethan strode into the saloon and threw his hat on the counter. “Red, put me out of my misery, make an honest man of me, and marry me.”

Pearl looked at his hat, and then at him. “Whiskey?”

Exhaling, he cast his gaze to the heavens. “I thought that one would work…Ah well, maybe tomorrow.”

…Man, I hope I get to keep that title. Probably not, though. Some people have no taste *sniff*

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Six Sentence Sunday – Rough Diamond pt nineteenlicketytoo #sixsunday

Six Sentence Sunday, peeps! Yay! As always, a big thank you to the peeps behind this wonderful initiative, and to all the lovely people who comment on my sentences.

Because I’m on an editing roll, again another six from ROUGH DIAMOND! I hope you enjoy 😀

Rocking back on her heels, Alice swept her tongue over her lips to taste him. A low groan drew her attention, and she found Llewellyn watching her, eyes hot as he stared at her mouth. Blood thrumming, she licked her lips again. His expression turned pained, his hands clenching at his sides.

In an explosion of motion, she pulled him to her even as he tugged her to him. Their mouths collided, and the taste of him exploded in her mouth, better than any whiskey she’d ever savored.

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Six Sentence Sunday – Rough Diamond pt whatever #sixsunday

Six Sentence Sunday is here again, peeps! As always, a big thank you to the peeps behind this wonderful initiative, and to all the lovely people who comment on my sentences 😀

So, because I’m editing ROUGH DIAMOND, I thought I might do a little snippet from that. Actually, the below is the first six sentences of the story! I hope you enjoy 😀

A knock sounded at the closed door, a brief hesitation followed by two firmer knocks, and finally a group of three that seemed more flourish than a signal of a man’s presence.

Regarding the door, Alice didn’t immediately rise to answer the summons. A lot could be learned from a man’s knock, and even more from his reaction to waiting a spell. From this particular man, she could tell he was unsure of his welcome, but sought to cover such worry with brashness. Then, probably to be cocky about it all, he added the last flurry. From what little she knew of her visitor, such a knock described him to a tee.

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Six Sentence Sunday – The Duchess & The Tutor pt 3 #sixsunday

Peeps! Six Sentence Sunday is here! And it’s an extra special Sunday, as it’s my dad’s birthday. Happy Birthday, Dad. Here’s hoping Port Adelaide win 😀

In rgards to Six Sentence Sunday and as always, a big thank you to the peeps behind this wonderful initiative, and to all the lovely people who comment on my sentences.

I’m still wading through edits on ROUGH DIAMOND, and as last week, we’ve got a little tidbit from The Duchess & The Tutor. Again, it’s a bit saucy, so click Continue Reading to, well, continue reading!

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Six Sentence Sunday – The Duchess & The Tutor pt 2 #sixsunday

Six Sentence Sunday is here again, peeps! As always, a big thank you to the peeps behind this wonderful initiative, and to all the lovely people who comment on my sentences 😀

Currently, I’m trundling through edits on ROUGH DIAMOND , but I thought I might try something different today. Here’s a little bit from The Duchess & The Tutor, one of the stories I’m working on. Tis a bit saucy, these six, so click on the Continue Reading to enjoy!

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Six Sentence Sunday – Glory Box pt 2 #sixsunday

Hi peeps,

It’s that time again! Six Sentence Sunday is upon us once more. Thanks, as always, to the lovely peeps at Six Sentence Sunday, and to all the lovely visitors who leave such wonderful comments. You guys rock!

This week, I thought I’d post something from that short story I was writing, tentatively entitled “Glory Box”. Check it out!

“I come here every night, and I want—Christ, I look at you on that stage and I just want to hold you, to feel you next to me and know that neither of us are alone.”

Running a hand through his tousled hair, he laughed, and it was a harsh, bitter sound. “Stupid, right? So tonight, when you beckoned to me with that wicked smile, I was going to take only what you gave and be content with that, but then you asked—” He exhaled, and his look turned rueful and despairing and self-depricating all at once. “You asked me what I wanted—and I want you.”

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Six Sentence Sunday – Glory Box pt 1 #sixsunday

Hi peeps,

It’s that time again! Six Sentence Sunday is upon us once more. Thanks, as always, to the lovely peeps at Six Sentence Sunday for their orgamanisational skills, and to you lovely visitors who leave such wonderful comments. Thanks to all!

Now, for something completely different, a little bit from a short story I’m working on…

She hated this feeling. This uncertainty. Why him? Out of all the men, why did he matter so much?

And she knew the answer was simple, and pointless, and frustrating, and true.

Because he did.

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Lucky Seven

Hey peeps,

I’ve been tagged by the wonderful Victoria Blisse to participate in Lucky Seven* Thanks, Victoria!

So, here’s how it works: Go to page 7 or 77 of your latest work. Read down to the seventh line and then post online the next seven lines or sentences. Then head off and tag seven more writers.

I thought I’d take this opportunity to highlight Silk, the work in progress I’ve been teasing in some of my Six Sentence Sunday posts. Silk is the tale of Thomas, a promising barrister and newly minted Member of Parliament, and Nicola, a lady who just can’t seem to keep away from scandal. They’ve known each other for most of their lives, though they have been apart for some of that time. Here, Nicola pens a letter to Thomas from half a world away:

Bombay, India, 8 November 1842

Dear Thomas,

I am so very sorry for the passing of Lord Harry and Lady Millicent. I cannot even begin to fathom how you must feel. I wish I were with you, dear friend, to give you any comfort or whatever you might require of me.

Know my thoughts are with you, and should I be able, I would rush across the lands and space between us to be by your side.

All my love,

Nicola

So now, I tag seven writers…Hmm…

Okay, Lucy Clark, Tamara Gill, Jessica E Subject, Barbara Sheridan, Astrid Cooper, V. S. Morgan, Ashlynn Monroe – You’ve been officially tagged!

 
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*You know, Lucky Seven just makes me think of Lucky Number Slevin (called The Wrong Man in Oz), a film by Paul McGuigan starring Josh Hartnett and Bruce Willis. I LOVE this film. It’s super fantastic. Also, FYI, Paul McGuigan directed four of the six episodes of Sherlock. His style is so distinctive and brilliant, and I just think his collaboration with Steven Moffat and Mark Gatiss is the bestest.

Six Sentence Sunday – Silk pt 5

Six Sentence Sunday is upon us once more! Thanks, as always to the lovely peeps at Six Sentence Sunday for this awesome initiative. Thanks also to all of you who comment, it’s such a pleasure to read your words 😀

Some sad news first, the lovely peeps at Six Sentence Sunday have decided to call it a day. The last official Six Sentence Sunday will be 27 January 2013, so, that’s plenty of time for us to get used to the idea that after that date, there will be no official Six Sentence Sunday. I would like to extend a big thank you to the all the Six Sentence Sunday peeps. It has and continues to be a wonderful initiative, and I’m very proud to have been a part of it.

Now, back to Silk. Thomas and  Nicola are studying one of Thomas’s defence cases together…

She turned her gaze from the papers before her to the man beside her.

Thomas looked at her, his thumb pressed against a smile.

Brows drawing together, she said, “Was there something, Thomas?”

Removing his thumb from his lips left only his smile. “You’re rather adorable when you concentrate.”

Heat flared in her cheeks and, quickly, she looked down at the paper.

If you would like to read some other wonderful six sentences, click on the picture below to be taken to the list.

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