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<\/a><\/center>Welcome to the Weekend Writing Warriors blog hop! Every week writers share 8-10 sentences from their work.<\/p>\nThis excerpt from Wild Witches of Beaver Bay 1: Mysti and Starr picks up where last week’s left off.<\/p>\n
Thank you for stopping by!<\/p>\n
Excerpt:<\/strong><\/p>\n The woods were nearly dark as night now, except for blinding flashes of lightning. Starr was thoroughly soaked from rain and had been nearly deafened by thunder. Storms always seemed worse in the mountains. He hurried to unpack his meager equipment.<\/p>\n Lightning flashed and a nearby tree crashed to the ground. Starr\u2019s heart pounded and he backed away fast. That was too close for —<\/p>\n Starr slipped and tumbled down a rocky, leaf-strewn decline. For several seconds he could only grunt and try to roll with the fall. He landed on his stomach, the wind momentarily knocked out of him.<\/p>\n Mysti and Starr (Wild Witches of Beaver Bay 1)<\/strong> A blazing trail only he can see leads demon hunting biker Starr Johanson to his destined mate. A blessing placed on her family\u2019s ancestral land summons Mysti Wild to the cabin where she\u2019ll meet the man fated to share her life.<\/p>\n Each fears the other will be frightened by magic they don\u2019t understand, but they quickly learn to trust each other, because no one can resist the person they were born to love.<\/p>\n
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\nby Kate Hill<\/p>\n