Sunday, June 20, 2010


Tina Lynn is heating up the ether with her Bad Boy Blogfest over at her blog, Sweet Niblets.  She didn't specify if bad boy meant villain, or hero with attitude.

I tend to list toward characters that aren't clearly in one category or another. Brooding heroes, alluring villains...enablers with your favorite vice on hand.

This excerpt is from my WIP, Black Adders.  The main character, Raven Adder, is from a family of con men and women; ruthless people that she turned against after they killed an innocent family. 

She's moved away and gone into hiding, but someone starts leaving tarot cards in her mailbox, on her doorstep, at her work. Knowing her family doesn't belive in magic, she's terrified they spell out a message...a threat on her life or a warning. Not sure, she risks going to see someone from her past...someone she barely survived the first time.

Black Adders 

Yellow smoke fluttered through the bead curtain hanging in the doorway and wafted passed my nose. Craving hit me with the force of an angry rhino to the gut erasing two years of abstinence in a moment. Hands shaking, I parted a portion of the beads and walked through the gently clicking cascade.

A dim red light bathed the room in an eerie darkroom glow. Couples clustered in corners, on benches, and along the damask covered walls of the room. Persian rugs, fine glass, and lush fabrics muffled the music from the club below.

Siyah, lounging on a pile of pillows, looked up at me and favored me with a brilliant smile. He put the glass pipe in his pocket and tilted his chin up looking down his nose at me. “Raven,” he murmured. “You’re back in town.”

The feel of those pillows, soft beneath my back, flashed in my head and I swallowed against the lump in my throat.

Stopping just inside the room, I leaned against the cool wall and balled my fists at my sides. “I won’t be here long.”

His eyes danced along my body and back up to my face. “Long enough, I hope.”

When I didn’t answer, Siyah clicked his tongue and rose to his feet. All muscle and sinew; his movements reminded me of something powerful hunting. He walked up to me, hand over my head against the wall, he leaned in until our noses nearly touched.

“Did you come here for anything in particular?”

The sweet aroma on his breath mingled with the brandy and I stifled a whimper of need.

Reaching into my back pocket I drew out the tarot card and held it between our faces. He leaned away, took it, and then held me with his dark eyes.

“The Tower?” Siyah stepped back. “What did you do?”

I peered back at him, shocked. “You must have heard. With your connections—”

Siyah’s brows knit. “It’s true then?”

Nodding, I took in a shaky breath. “I – I need to know if anything can be done. Your father...I thought you might have an answer.”

He rolled away coming to rest on the wall next to me. Sighing, he shook his head. “The only way to fix it is with a blood offering.” His voice, low and even, betrayed the wary look in his eyes when he turned to me. “If not yours, then someone more valuable to them.”

Tears trailed down my cheeks and I nodded silently. I’d known as much. “I had to be sure,” I whispered.

“How long has it been, Raven?” Siyah asked and brought the pipe and lighter to his lips.

I watched the flame lick at the glass and a shudder shook my core. Suddenly sweating I licked my lips. “T-Two years.”

Siyah moved blindingly fast, pinning me to the wall with his hand on my chest, he stopped just short of touching my lips with his and exhaled the yellow cloud into my mouth. Sucking in with surprise and then urgent need, I filled my lungs with the burning tendrils of release. Breathing out, my voice hitched as I stifled a cry.

He kissed me then. My nose, my cheek, my eyes. His angular jaw resting against mine, he put the pipe in my hand. “You shouldn’t have left, Raven.” He muttered. “You belong here.”

Sagging against the wall I gripped the hot glass and floated on a ribbon of pleasure. He reached out, grabbed my hands with his, and ran his thumbs across the scars on my wrists. The memory of metal glinting against his fingers flashed behind my eyes.

“Say you’re back to stay.” He leaned in and whispered at my temple. “And I promise I’ll help you.”

I shouldn’t have come back here. Why had I thought I could walk away from him unscathed? Siyah’s strong body pressed against me and I sighed heavily, the fog descending over my mind like a familiar blanket. I let the tarot card drop to the floor.

“I promise.”

I'll stay here and try to get Raven away from Siyah in one go check out the other entries at Sweet Niblets.

Until next time...Go Write!

Photograph by andronicusmax. Photograph by Ambient Ideas


Tina Lynn said...

W-O-W! For seriously, that was the most pleasurable encounter I've EVER had with a bad boy! *sigh* Amazing. Thanks for participating!

stu said...

I like this. He doesn't do anything overtly villainous, but the threat of it hangs nicely in the background.

dolorah said...

I don't really see him as a bad boy at all. But sexy as all get out.

Uhmmm, like this a lot.


Tricia J. O'Brien said...

This is so powerfully written-- fresh and lush. The threat hanging in the air jumps off the page (well, screen). Would love to read more.

Stephanie Lorée said...

This was really cool. I mean that honestly, well written. I loved the smoke playing throughout the scene. Thanks for sharing and I'd like to read more.

Unknown said...

He was bad...but in a good way. And Raven should have known better than to mess with a Bad Boy.
So what were they smoking?

Amalia Dillin said...

WHOA! That was incredible! I definitely felt the threat of him-- he had something to do with the scars on her wrists, yes? That is one powerfully magnetic man. I would definitely read more.

Eric W. Trant said...

Loved not only the excerpt, but the premise of your book. Great names!

- Eric

Olivia J. Herrell, writing as O.J. Barré said...

My, my, I want more! I think he is a serious bad boy, dangerous to Raven for sure. He took her abstinence and before it's over, I'm sure he'll take more.

Too bad in her case that her protection against whatever threat is out there is maybe as bad as the threat itself.

Great job! Thanks, Raquel, I would definitely read more!

Anonymous said...

Oh, he's bad. He's very, very bad. I think he might actually be worse for Raven then what's after her. I'd want to read more just to see how the obvious chemistry between them ends up.

Unknown said...

woha! Bad guy taking advantage of someone in a bad place!

And very convincingly, being seductively sexy (repeating myself there, but hey) all the while...

Well, the scene is dangerously seductive, too. I really want to know what's going on!!!!

Talei said...

Oh bad boy definitely, sexy and powerful too. I would probably drop the tarot card too. Nicely written, I definitely a sense of the pull-chemistry-tension between the two! :)

Dawn Embers said...

Nicely done and an interesting concept. I like the use of tarot cards in the story, as it's a different approach but makes sense and the tower card is perfect for a bad message. Well done.

Writer Junkie said...

I love the paragraph detailing your novel. It's enticing and grabs my attention, making me want to read your novel! Nicely done!

As for Siyah, that man sounds like a bad boy of the best kind! Sexy and dangerous! Just the way I like them! Wow!

Kris n' Kels said...

Ooooh. Intriguing. I really really wanted to know what the Tarot Card meant. It's an element Kris and I have been trying to work in somewhere. Whew. Your bad boy left me sweatin'.

<3 Kelsey Leigh

Denise Covey said...

Siyah is one lounging wicked bad boy. Beautiful descriptions. Put me right in the story..:)

Unknown said...

Amazing and intriguing! This story is so interesting, i want more!

Elizabeth Mueller said...

Oooh, Raquel. I LOVE your writing, simply sintastic! ;) I love your imagery, your velvety words--you are so good at sensory detail without overload--are you giving workshops? ;)