Word Count: 15,314
What story I’m working on: Damn, I slid to the finish line for Forged Alliances this week! This story was a total blast to write, and I’m sad to see Sierra and Dax go, but I’m excited to continue the series in the future, as already it’s a vibrant, fun cast. Since I was so hyper-focused on finishing Forged Alliances, I let Future King slide right now, but I’ll be back on it next week!
What I’m editing/marketing: I actually just revised Iron Legacy and prepped the query and synopsis, so I’m about to enter submission zone again! Still waiting to here on Waking for Winter, and I also recently started submitting Captivating Melody to publishers, so fingers crossed.
Line of the week:
“Just so you’re aware, I don’t share,” Sierra said lightly, even though steel edged her words. “If we’re mated, that means you’re mine alone.”
“That goes both ways,” he murmured into her hair. “If any asshole tries encroaching on my territory, I’ve proved I know how to protect it.”
Sierra snorted, glancing up to him. “That’s assuming I don’t slit the bastard from navel to throat first. I’m not a fainting idiot in need of protection.”
Dax grinned, his eyes sparking with desire. “No way in hell a weakling would survive mated to me.”