Six on Sunday - FORBITTEN, a Post-Apocalyptic/Futuristic Romance

Six paragraphs from FORBITTEN, a post-apocalyptic/futuristic romance.

1. This time it was McVie who let out a derisive snort. “Those people mean to kill us and take this ship as their own, in case you haven’t figured that out yet. They won’t listen to any kind of peaceful alternative. Oh, they may smile and bow, and say the things you want to hear to make you believe they’re sincere. But the moment they come aboard, it’ll be a slaughter.”

2. The woman shook her head. “It’s been quiet. I was half-expecting her to call out or something when the lights went out, but I haven’t heard a peep. Steen told me he hadn’t heard anything, either, since you left.” Nestor narrowed her eyes at him. “I understand why you don’t want her in the brig right now, but why put her in your cabin? Why not use another cabin as the brig?”

3. It would be wonderful to find out more about this place, Shaddoe mused, but, unfortunately, she knew that dream would never see fruition. Shaddoe knew her life was slowly ebbing away. The numbness no longer affected her foot and leg. It had spread throughout her entire body, to the point where she was almost fighting falling asleep. She was terrified that the next time she drifted off, she’d never awaken. Or she’d never awaken as herself. That, instead, she’d turn and become one of those mindless creatures that fought tooth and nail to get free. Attacking everything and everyone in her way as her dying brain rebelled.

4. When they reached his cabin, a different person was there to let them in. Chyler calmly thanked the man and stepped inside. He didn’t set her on her feet, but laid her on the bed. His bed. After unlocking the cuff from his wrist, he laid it on the mattress beside her. “I’ll take care of this after we’re done,” he told her. The promise of what was to come sent shivers through her.

5. “I’m not getting huff—” Chyler was cut off when she suddenly leaned over and kissed him. He had never been a demonstrative sort of guy, but he couldn’t stop himself from taking her face between his hands and kissing her back. He was vaguely aware of the others in the mess hall clapping and cheering, but they didn’t matter. At least the hard part was over.

6. “Your friend seems to be getting worse. He needs to be ejected immediately before he breaks. Guards! Escort these miscreants to the surface, and be sure to bar the elevator so they can’t use it to gain entry again. You.” She directed her next comment directly at Shaddoe. “You said you weren’t here to hurt anyone. I’m going to hold you to your word. But if you or your friends hurt any of my men, you will be sent to the detention holding area, where you’ll remain.” A sickening smile crossed the woman’s ruby-red lips. “If you really piss me off, I may just lock your sick friend here inside with you. Let’s see how far you get when he breaks.”

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