Fate's Promise: Chapter 6
Sabina dug her fingernails into her arms.
Sabina dug her fingernails into her arms.
Her neck was killing her, her feet ached, and every inch of her was dragging.
This much irritation and anger could not be good for her health.
Sabina was still silently fuming as she found a spot at the bar and set her purse before her.
Sabina took a deep breath, trying to ready herself to announce her presence to the Prani delegate.
Only a year of familiarity with the Mater Melior’s catlike movements about the Temple kept Sabina from jumping and gasping in fright at the woman’s sudden appearance beside her.
This is a science-fantasy romance and there is some worldbuilding, so I’ve defined some words that crop up in it to make the reading process smoother!
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We often think of writers as solitary, feral creatures typing away madly on our keyboards into the lonely night—and while that is, by and large, true, what’s also true is that bringing a book forth into being is by no means a solitary venture.
Salia immediately gave the order to retreat; half the pack were already leaping away, heading further into the forest.
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