Hump Day Hook 32

Welcome to a new Wednesday Hump Day Hook!

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But first, here is a little part of my parallel world travel story which doesn't have a real title yet, so let's call it "Parallel slip". It's a little rough and unedited as the first draft isn't finished yet. I hope you won't get too confused. 

Enjoy!

I'll go to university," I said.

"No, you won't, not until you agree to my terms, you do that two year degree, my company already agreed to let me work from home for the time of your study so that I can go live with you," she said. "Doesn't what happened today teach you something?"  

"Blacking out is usual for me. What are you going to do? Going to class with me? Going to the cafeteria with me at lunch time? Maybe you want to go pee with me too? I can black out in the toilet, it never happened before, but who knows," I said. I wondered how she couldn't see how ridiculous she sounded. 

"You're just like your father, I can't understand you, there is no way to get some sense into your head. He was..." 

"Don't talk about my dad, I don't want to hear it," I said. 

"Well, you'll have to hear it anyway," she said. 

I walked out of the room, there was no way to talk to her, not in that state, not ever.

"Frederique, where do you think you are going? This conversation is not over," she said following me.

 

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Hump Day Hook 31

Hump Day Hook is back!

If you want more of it, click here, amazing writers are waiting for you to read their hooks! 

But first, here is a little part of my parallel world travel story which doesn't have a real title yet, so let's call it "Parallel slip". It's a little rough and unedited as the first draft isn't finished yet. I hope you won't get too confused. 

Enjoy!

"Frederique! Frederique!"

As I fell back, the first things I saw was the top of the building blending into the sky. Then the sky. My mother's voice still yelled my name in my ears when his face came into focus. She would never get used to it, every time it happened in front of her she had to yell.

"Captain, are you all right!"

I blinked, three times, that's the way I always make sure that I'm fully there. Sometimes it's just a glimpse.

"Yes," I answered.

He took a step back and I had a full view of the room. Buttons everywhere in front of me. A sort of ship, a space ship.

"Captain, we can't submit to his plan," a man said to my left.

He was older, smiling in an arrogant way that didn't please me. The man in front of me, the one who had asked me if I was all right, seemed nervous. He was looking at me, expecting something.

"What else do you propose?" I asked the older man.

I needed more information if I wanted to take a sound decision. It was all about the decision, but I didn't have time now to ask myself what kind of choice I had made had led me here.

"We do the same thing we always do," the older man said. "We follow protocol thirteen point eight paragraph B, we leave nothing to chance, we wipe them up."

"The usual," I said.

The older man smiled in approval and the other one shook his head. He was cute when he looked annoyed.

"But?" I asked, looking straight at him.

He turned fully to me.

"They know, they know we are coming that way, we always came that way, they'll know, they'll..."

He wasn't logical anymore, either it was his emotion getting the best of it, either for his plan or for what he truly believed was to be done.

I pondered the possibility, I had not idea what I was supposed to do. I didn't even know what was the protocol thirteen point eight paragraph B or who they were. All the information I had was an old guy wanting to do everything as usual and a new guy possibly wanting to climb the hierarchy. Still, I had been sent there to save the day because my other me was, well I don't even know where they go when I take over.

But what kind of society would leave a seventeen year old in charge of a spaceship. I couldn't wait to get a tour of it.

"Captain!" the older man called, "You need to make a decision, quickly!" 

 

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Hump day hook 30

Welcome to a new Hump Day Hook, this week is romance week and I will share with you a little part of Demon Soul. Brownie remembers her time with Yue at the beach.

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“Brownie was deep in thought too, now she understood everything better. Once she had been with Yue at the beach and as they were sitting on the sand and he had taken a stick and started to write strange characters on the wet sand.

“That’s my name in the demonic language”, he said.

“That’s beautiful”, she said.

“That’s a girl name though”, he said laughing, “you see that parts here, it’s only for girls.”

“Why do you have a girl name?” she had asked.

“Well, you see I’m the youngest of seven boys and raising demon boys is not the easiest thing to do so my parents wanted to have a girl very badly and they decided that if they called me Yue which is a girl name I would be easier to deal with”, he said, “That wasn’t really easy at the beginning but I got used to it. I like my name now it makes me feel different.”

“That’s because you’re special”, she said.”

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Hump Day Hook 29

 

Hello and welcome to Hump Day hook, This week is action week so here is a little action scene unedited just cut out of Vampire Heart. You know, Viorel really want to travel quietly to find the tools for his revenge and his memory back and to discover who he really is but it seems that trouble follows him. Today he is fighting vampire hunters. Here is a little part of this encounter with the keeper of the inn he was staying at.

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The inn owner had got up and had started to tidy the mess, cursing at the priest and the giant as he would never have dared to do in front of them. I walked out of darkness, sword in hand, pointed it at the back of his neck and cleared my throat. 

“Now it’s my turn to ask questions.” 

He jumped of surprise turning around, letting me cut greasy hair. He tried to dominate me as he was taller, bumping his chest but the feeling of my blade pushing deeper on his chest finally made him back up. He felt sitting on a chair, tired of fighting either with the priest or me but still able to rebel. I needed to be cautious about him. 

“I’ll kill you”, were his first words. 

 I sighed, that wasn’t really the first time I was hearing that and so far everyone seemed to be failing at it and I intended to keep it this way. 

“You’re scared by everything in your life and you’re most of all scared by me. You can’t think properly so if you want to keep on living, you are going to cooperate and answer my questions and above all, above all”, I repeated slowly adding my little vampire effect. “Don’t try to be smart, you’re not made for that.” 

He tried to get up pushing the blade slowly against his chest and cutting his jumper. 

“Who do you think…” he started.

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Hump Day Hook 28

 

Hello and welcome to Hump Day hook, This week is intrigue week so here is a little conversation between Brownie and Dylan from "Demon Soul". Brownie is apparently going "Shopping" but Dylan doesn't buy it. You might recognize it from chapter 2's vlog.

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As she started to pour herself some tea, Dylan flew through the window.

“Hey, just in time before sunrise.” 
He looked at her surprised. 
“Who are you?”

She turned around, and walked to the window with her cup of tea, closed it and pulled the curtains.

“Did you ever learn about doors?” She pointed at the kitchen door on the opposite side of the room. “Normal people walk through them when they come back home, that avoids surprises.”

She looked at him, some blood had leaked from the corner of his mouth and dried there. He was looking dumbfounded. “You have blood on your face; you’d better washed it before scaring the girls again.”

Dylan suddenly recovered his voice from the surprise.

“What is happening to you?” he was looking at her from head to feet and from feet to head.

“Nothing, really!” She walked to the fridge looking for one of the fishes the boys had brought back from their angling trip two days before and made it disappear in a shoulder strap bag.

“I’m just going shopping.”

“Shopping? Like that? With a fish?” Dylan, wiping the blood on his face with the first towel he had found, opened big eyes. “Where exactly are you going?”

“Well if anyone asks, you’ll say you don’t know.”

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Hump Day Hook 27

Hello and welcome to Hump Day hook, This week is hot week so here is a little hot moment from "Demon and Fairy" between Azazel and Evalynn.

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“Let me go, it has to go out,” he said before gritting his teeth.
“Then take it on me,” she said looking at him.
“Are you insane?” Azazel answered, the rage going away instantaneously. The only thought of hurting her as her dad had done so many times was highly repulsive to him.
“I don’t want to see you hurt yourself, I would rather have you hurt me,” she said.
She looked so determined that Azazel didn’t know what to say. He looked at her for few minutes but she did not waver a single second. He finally just hugged her back.
“Ok, I got it,” he said “It won’t happen again, just stay with me and I will be fine.”
She stroked his hair massaging the back of his head and started to kiss his neck softly. She stopped to look at the house and saw Sahel and Morgan through the window. They seemed to be talking, which was giving them a bit of time. She started to kiss him again pushing him toward the wood. Azazel started to understand the game a warm wave growing inside him.
“You want to transform,” he whispered in her ear, ready for an intimate moment.
“Not tonight,” she said. She pressed his back against a tree and pressed herself against him, still kissing him.
Azazel smirked liking the direction things seemed to want to take.

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Hump Day Hook 26

Welcome to a new Hump Day Hook. This week is romance week and I will share with you a little part of my Thriller Romance, Harajuku kiss.

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“He had been running for a while, I knew because sweat leaked on his face and his black hair glued to his forehead. He came from the main road above and pushed people to run, but he stopped in front of me. It wasn't parallel synchronized randomness, because I wasn’t moving. He turned his head back as expecting someone and dug his hand deep in is coat pocket. He made a strange, unexplainable impression on me. He stood close to me, closer than a stranger should. I wanted to move but my body refused to obey. It was like finally being with someone in this place, on purpose, instead of being anonymously part of the crowd, like having a reason to be here, a reason coming from my poor imagination of dumped girl. 

“Save me,” he said looking at me straight in the eyes, the soul stealing motion.

If my soul hadn’t already been stolen, he would have taken it. ”

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Hump Day Hook 25

Just when I said last week that Hump Day Hook was over... it's back with a new twist. This week is action week so I'm supposed to share an action Hook. Therefor, I chose to share a little bit of my never ending vampire story: "Vampire Heart" uneditted.

Viorel is having his first fight. 

When they attacked me, I feint not to be scared but I was. I had reviewed the fight in my head several time, guessing with their first move how was going to be the following. I jumped on the left side of the one-eyed fellow and withdraw my sword. He didn’t expect the move and it took him two seconds too much to notice where I was, my blade was already deep in his side. I lowered myself while retrieving it escaping by chance the attack of the bold fellow. The smell of the blood leaking from the side of the first guy was exciting me in a way I wouldn’t have imagine. I hadn’t seen blood since the village in Transylvania and my senses were slowly changing as I moved, becoming more acute. I jumped on the left forcing him to put all his weigh on his left leg as I used his weak balance to attack his right side. I wanted blood more and more and the blade was in his side going up. I wanted to bite him but the fear was stronger. I couldn’t risk being hurt now I had something more important to do. I stood up and ran, blade in hand, as fast as I could back to the inn. I didn’t even take the time to dissimulate my bloody sword before climbing the wooden stairs to my room. I opened the door in a hurry, making the chair fall heavily on the floor, slammed the door behind me and put my back on it. The feeling of something strong on my back made me calm down. The smell of the blood on the sword leaking slowly on my fingers was making me dizzy, the desire for blood was increased by its proximity. I knew I should clean it to make the sensation go away but I kept on looking at it, fascinated and I leaked it. It was an incredible sensation, except for the slight taste of alcohol. I felt regenerate and stronger than ever, I felt that everything I was seeing around me was different, deeper, and more meaningful. This was what it meant to be a vampire.

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Attic Mirror: Hump Day Hook 24

Last week's Hump Day Hook was a bit that as there was only one other participant. So this will be my last Hump Day Hook post until something happens in the group to recall the participant to actually "participate."  But don't worry, there will be something awesome coming up next Wednesday to feel in so don't forget to come over to have a look.

 

Here is the new part of Attic Mirror. 

If you miss my other hooks, they can all be found here.

Attic Mirror is available as a kindle on amazon here and as a pdf on Etsy here and in a lot of format on smashwords here. 

This time we start on Chapter 2 and Hitomi is back from the attic... she looks a bit, dusty and it seems that her little siblings are waiting for her stories.

“The younger children really liked when Hitomi was sitting in the living room after dinner and started with a “hum, hum” sound. Every time they heard that they were running near her and as soon as they were all ready, sitting around, she started to read her new story.

“Not today,” Hitomi said, “I didn't write that much, I have other things to do in the library.”

The twins looked a bit disappointed making her feel a bit bad, her fans could be really demanding.

“But I'm on something big”, she added. “It's going to take longer than usual but it will be the best story ever and as soon as I'm finished you'll be the first one to know. What about that?”

“That's true,” Elian asked his eyes full of hope.

Hitomi noted.

“Is there going to be a lot of monsters,” Elios asked a bit scared.

“Yeah, monsters and dinosaurs,” Elian pleaded. 

If Elios was the more courageous of the two in most situations he was scared of monsters, and very often his older siblings had to go check that there was nothing in his room when he woke up after a nightmare in the middle of the night. That’s why Hitomi was skipping the scary part of the story when it was getting late. At the contrary, Elian was a huge fan of dinosaurs and was talking about them most of the time but he was scared of noises.

“No I don't think so,” Hitomi said making Elian's smile disappear and a sigh of relieve escaping Elios, “But there will be strange animals, just nice ones.”

“It's going to be funnier,” Elios said, “like a green dog which can speak or something.”

“With big huge horns on his head like a triceratops,” Elian added putting his hands on his head mimicking the triceratops in question and pointing at Elios.

The little boy started to giggle.

“Hey, that tickles,” he said getting up. ”

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Attic Mirror: Hump Day Hook 23

I missed Hump Day Hook on the first Wednesday of the year but here I am, again back, with a new part of Attic Mirror. Find the other writers here.

If you miss my other hooks, they can all be found here.

Attic Mirror is available as a kindle on amazon here and as a pdf on Etsy here and in a lot of format on smashwords here. 

This time we start on Chapter 2 and Hitomi is back from the attic... she looks a bit, dusty.

“When she walked out of the attics, the house seemed really quiet, everybody was in the kitchen for diner and she was already late. They all looked at her when she entered the kitchen and started to laugh. She hadn't realized how dirty she was before they made her notice. She promised herself to start cleaning the attics the next day if she didn't want to end up like that all the time. She had decided to spend all her time here now and was really excited about meeting with Demian again. It was way funnier than the training she had been doing so far by observing people in the street, there was something recurrent about them and Demian was so full of novelty. She had to go wash herself before being allowed to eat. She wasn't really hungry. She was thinking too much about what was going to happen the next morning to be able to notice if she was hungry or not. She ate what was in her plate without even noticing it. She had so many questions about Teneria that she was thinking about writing them all down. It was really strange to think that a completely different world could be so close, in your own house. She couldn't find any explanations to it. If she liked science better or asked Ethan about it he would probably figure out how it was possible. But she didn't really care. All she knew was that Demian was there and real and that she had never had that much fun in her entire life.

“You're strange tonight”, Elian said.

“She is thinking obviously”, Elios, his twin brother answered.

They were almost indistinguishable, Elios's hair was just a little bit darker but in the sun nobody would notice.

“Yes, I'm thinking”, Hitomi answered.

“About what?” Elian asked again.

“Are you going to tell us a new story soon?” Elios said.”

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Attic Mirror: Hump Day Hook 22

 

Merry Christmas!!!

I don't have a Christmasy story to tell you because my Christmas story called "Dark Wings" hasn't been written yet. It has been in project for years but still hasn't made it to the current-project and it's still in the waiting-to-be-written list. Anyway, there is a little clue about it in Attic mirror, but of course you can't notice it unless you read both. :P

Anyway, as it's Wednesday again, it's time for  Hump Day Hook again. Find the other writers here.
If you miss my other hooks, they can all be found here.

Attic Mirror is finally available as a kindle on amazon here and as a pdf on Etsy here and on smashwords here. 

Let's continue with Attic Mirror, we start again just where we left off. Today it's a little longer than usual because I wanted to reach the end of Chapter 1.

“ Hitomi was completely taken aback by the story. Of course she had been reading a lot of books about explorations and travels but she had never thought that she might one day meet someone who had been close to one of the explorers. In her world everything had been explored a long time ago and there were no real explorers left or unknown places like the ones Demian had been describing.

“Why are you saying nothing?” Demian asked after few minutes. “You don’t believe me?”

“That’s not it, it’s just….” Hitomi started but he had gotten up in a hurry before she could finish and was now rummaging around his desk’s drawer.

“I have evidences right here”, he said bringing his treasure near the mirror. “It’s my grand-father’s expedition diary.”

Hitomi took a close look at the little notebook in his hand. It was yellowish and with brown stains as if it had been carried down from the mountains. Demian opened it slowly in front of her being extremely careful.

“I believed you”, she said, “Just in my world we don’t really have explorers anymore.”

“So how do you explore?” Demian asked in disbelief.

“Everything has been explored so we send robots in the space to look at other planets”, Hitomi said still looking very interested at the notes of Demian’s grand-father.

“What? it’s amazing, that means that you made something that can fly that high”, Demian said.

Hitomi raised her eyes to look at him wondering if he was still serious, but after all if they didn’t have cars maybe their technology wasn’t as advanced as the one in her world. Curiously she started to think that she had always imagined other worlds to have big computers and flying saucers everywhere, she had never thought that it could be the contrary. She took the dictionary and opened it at the page describing the planes. There was a little summary of aviation’s history and Demian started to read it.

“It’s the plane”, she said, “to go to space we need rockets like this one.”

She turned the page to find a rocket but the dictionary was too old, so she started to draw one.

“Can that fly?” Demian asked.

“Well they go straight up and then I’m not too sure, they use gravity maybe”, Hitomi said. “I’ll get you a better book, we have a lot.”

“I wish I could borrow this book already”, he finally said pointing at the dictionary. “Your world seems so fascinating.”

“I could say the same”, Hitomi said a bit surprise as for her, her world was just normal.

“You’re kidding”, Demian said, “There is nothing that interesting here, just the Ylocs and the race and…”

“And the explorer, it’s all new to me you know”, Hitomi said.

“Does it mean that you are going to come see me again sometimes?” Demian asked with a voice betraying a kind of hope.

“Oh, yes, all the time”, Hitomi said getting excited not even noticing how happy her answered made Demian, “That way you’ll tell me everything about Teneria and I’ll put it all in a book.”

“I think you’ll need a lot of books to put everything”, Demian answered laughing.

“Then I’ll just take few notes and I’ll write an adventure novel in Teneria about an explorer like your grand-father”, Hitomi said.

“With lots of Ylocs, because I know everything about them so I can teach you”, Demian said.

Hitomi smiled she was already ready to start listening to him again. She really liked the way he had told her his grand-father story and she thought it would need just more details to make a great story that everyone would like to read. They were starting to make plans when they heard a voice coming from Demian’s house.

“Demian. It’s diner time, how come you haven’t set the dishes on the table yet?”

Demian looked at Hitomi a bit annoyed.

“It’s my mum, I have to go. Will you be here when I come back?” he asked.

Hitomi looked at her watch.

“Oh, no, it’s so late already, they will be looking for me everywhere, I think I have to go to”, she said.

Demian looked a bit sad again, he was hoping that the evening would have a different ending or no ending at all.

“But I’ll be back tomorrow”, she added quickly with a smile.

“See you tomorrow then”, he said getting up not really sure if he could believe her or not.

Hitomi looked at him going out of his room. She had never noticed before but the walls were full of posters of Yloc’s races and he had books about Ylocs everywhere on his shelves. For sure he was passionate. She put the red cover back on the mirror and dusted herself a little.”

As today is Christmas, here is a little bonus for you, an old video of me reading the beginning of 

Attic Mirror.

 

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Attic Mirror: Hump Day Hook 21

It's Wednesday and time for Hump Day Hook again. Find the other writers here. I'm not participating to Mid-week tease anymore because I find it so troublesome to have the registration at different place all the time and to have to go look for it as it is never announced somewhere easy. 

If you miss my other hooks, they can all be found here.

Attic Mirror is available as a kindle on amazon here and as a pdf on Etsy here and on smashwords here. 

Let's continue with Attic Mirror, we start again just where we left off. Demian continues talking about his grand-father.

“ He came back to the camp an hour later, the men were tired and wanted to get back home, the food had already started to go missing and they had nowhere to find some. But my grand-father didn’t give up and he ordered to pack. It’s how he started his hunt for the red Yloc. Not to say how many people had lost their life in the mountain running for such folly already. They started to walk with their yellow Ylocs deeper and deeper in the mountains knowing that each step further was one more to go back. They walked for days sometimes leaving some of the weaker men and Ylocs in camps on the road. They were all saying that it was folly and some started to go back but my grand-father wouldn’t listen. You see the red Yloc was calling him in his dreams with his very special voice. He could see it and almost touch it and he continued to walk despite the hunger, the thirst and the fact that his best men had already given up. He knew where he was going even if he didn’t have any maps of the region. During his travel he went further than any other human being had been before him. He already knew that it was already extraordinary but the connection with the red Yloc was way stronger than that. After days of climbing all alone in the coldest mountains you can imagine, when he thought that his lungs were going to explode by lack of oxygen, he arrived at the summit of the highest Eastern Mountains and they were there. The red Ylocs, an all bunch of them, not even scared, as it was probably the first time they ever saw a human in their life.

He said that he sat on the floor to cry and that an Yloc came to him to drink his tears. He came back down of the mountain triumphal on the back of his red Yloc, the first red Yloc ever tamed by a man. His name was Flash, because he was faster than the fastest blue Ylocs. And he was followed by a group of red Ylocs to the village. It took years for the red Yloc specie to be accepted as such. Apparently you need three generations of Yloc of the same color and you need to have them reproduce with the other Ylocs too, which was pretty difficult as the Ylocs tend to attack and kill the ones looking a bit different. The yellow and blue Ylocs had never seen red ones before and same for the red ones who had only been staying together. My grand-father was fulminating. My grand-mother said that waiting killed him before his time. The rules had been invented by merchants who wanted to keep the monopole of selling Ylocs’ eggs for themselves. Nobody had ever heard of such rules before. Anyway in the end the red Ylocs were accepted as such and this is how my grand-father entered in history,” he finished.”

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