I’m almost there for nano 2K left to go. Huzzah. Also managed to make all my finals for monday but now my cat is sick and hasn’t eaten for days. Waiting to hear back on his bloodwork. Sigh.
I have something new (Sorry Brendan we’re leaving you in the attic where the ghost just turned out your flashlight). It’s a Christmas novella about two married women and their boyfriend who all just happen to be monster slayers. They’ve been given a suite by their boss to rest and celebrate the holidays. Boss lady failed to mention it’s a haunted former gangster hotel in upper Wisconsin where things are never actually quiet. (I’ve seen some of these former gangster hideouts as I used to live in the area. Miss it)
It’s a little longer than six sentences but I wanted you to get to meet all three of them.
Zia stretched, getting out of their SUV. The north wind’s attack brutalized her after the long ride in the hot vehicle. The car’s temperature gauge had read eighteen degrees, which seemed optimistic. Dolores exited the SUV, stomping and huffing, immediately blowing on her gloved hands. Originally from Miami, Dolores’s Puerto Rican-Seminole ancestry seemed to prevent her from adapting to cold. That alone might doom this Christmas adventure before it began. Zia reassured herself that her wife had agreed to this, but she might regret it now.
“Damn, it’s cold enough to freeze your nuts straight off,” Kane groaned as he bailed out of the back seat.
“Luckily, Dolores and I have no worries,” Zia replied. Kane had started as their work partner a year and a half ago, but at Halloween, things changed. The affable druid had become their boyfriend. “You, on the other hand…”
“May become the third woman in our merry band of monster hunters,” Kane moaned.
Zia snorted as Dolores hurried to the trunk to yank her luggage out. She wasn’t waiting for them to get a move on. She hauled it at top speed to their hotel without stopping to appreciate their surroundings.
Zia, on the other hand, lingered, studying the building. It looked more like a colonial mansion than a hotel. Its columnated front had been festooned with real boughs of pine. Wreaths decorated three stories’ worth of windows, and pine trees ringed the building without crowding it. They were distant enough to allow sunlight to kiss the building but close enough to assure visitors they were in the north woods.
Zia, Dolores and Kane all possess the magic to fight monsters but all they want now is a nice Christmas break. Partners in life and at work as monster-slayers for a group known as the Clipeum, they’ve been risking life and limb keeping humanity safe. They’ve won their hard-earned vacation their boss has set up for them: a week in a small hotel in upper Wisconsin. Their boss mentioned in passing it used to be a gangster retreat in the heyday of prohibition.
Married for some time, Zia and Dolores were surprised to have Kane in their life, first at work and now in their hearts. They’re looking forward to their first holiday today as a threesome and the ladies can’t wait to see their first pagan Yule celebration with Kane. All they want is some quiet relaxation. What they get is something entirely different.
Gangster ghosts, would-be witches, over-enthusiastic children, animated snowmen and a century old former gangster moll who has a little spark still in her add up to a not-so-restful Christmas. Zia, Dolores and Kane trade comfy clothing and relaxation for spellcasting and ghost wrangling. Still they might just be able to rescue themselves a Merry Yule from all the chaos.
If you’d like to play along, Rainbow Snippets is a Facebook community where we post up 6 sentences of one of our LGBT stories every Saturday. It’s been fun and you can find it here. Be sure to check out all the offers! It’s been a great supportive group!