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Monday Morsel: Wagon Ride – An Excerpt from ‘In the Company of the Dead’

Wagon Ride

Welcome to the Monday Morsel feature, where I share short excerpts from the first draft of whatever I’m working on – currently my adult epic fantasy, In the Company of the Dead.

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The animals howled again, somewhere ahead and slightly to the left. The horses threw up their heads, neighing. He seized the opportunity and hauled hard on the reins, steering the horses in a wide circle to the right and away from the wolves – hopefully back towards where the road lay. There was nothing to do but trust the other teams would manage the same.

A man on a horse appeared alongside the wagon. Lyram opened his mouth to call out, and then the rider cut close to the wagon, a gleaming blade in his hand. The weapon came up, and then down. Lyram ducked, and leaned as far away as he could – not far enough.

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Thanks for dropping by! Don’t forget, this is a first draft, and as such won’t be perfect – while the bones of the story are there, enough to give you a glimpse into the story of these characters, I typically do at least eight drafts and you can expect the final version to bear little resemblance.

If you like what you read, and are so inclined, show your support by leaving a comment. If you’d like to sample more of my writing, check out the free short stories available on this site.

More about In the Company of the Dead

Wagon Ride

Lyram already crossed a prince, and now he finds himself on the brink of crossing a god.

Son of a duke and second in line for the throne, Lyram is exiled to a lonely castle after assaulting the crown prince. When a hostile army arrives to besiege the castle, he believes the prince wants him removed – permanently.

As though answering their prayers, Ellaeva, the Battle Priestess of the death goddess, arrives unexpectedly. But she has not come to break the siege. Instead, she is in pursuit of a necromancer of the evil god of decay. When misfortune after misfortune befalls the beleaguered defenders, Lyram realises the necromancer is hidden within the walls, sabotaging the very defence.

Against the backdrop of clashing gods, Lyram must fight to save himself from the political machinations of his prince, and the dread plans of a necromancer. But as the siege lengthens, he realises the greatest threat may come from another quarter — a woman sworn body and soul to a god tempts him to pay a terrible price.

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Monday Morsel: More Human – An Excerpt from ‘In the Company of the Dead’

More Human

Welcome to the Monday Morsel feature, where I share short excerpts from the first draft of whatever I’m working on – currently my adult epic fantasy, In the Company of the Dead.

It’s not often I write something I actually consider to be funny. Even when readers tell me they found something funny, it was unintentional. But I find this snippet hugely amusing – let me know if you do too!

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‘You!’ Ellaeva stormed over as soon as her gaze alighted on him.

She was tall for a woman, tall enough to reach his chin, which was something he hadn’t ever noticed when she was clad in her robes. Ciotach an Bhais was larger than life. This sword-wielding woman in leather breeches and a black shirt radiated cold anger, but though any wise man would tread carefully in her presence, she was somehow more human.

‘Me,’ he said, grinning.

And she slapped him. The blow didn’t really hurt, but the shock of it shot through him.

‘Ahura save me from idiots who I must protect from themselves,’ she snapped. ‘I see you’ve managed to keep yourself alive, and your wit intact. Try to stay with the soldiers this time, hmmm?’

He stared after her, absently rubbing his smarting cheek and uncertain whether to be angry, amused, or… what? The swing of her hips as she strode away arrested his gaze.

‘Really, sir?’ Everard scuttled past, laden down with all manner of foodstuffs. ‘Really?’

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More Human

Thanks for dropping by! Don’t forget, this is a first draft, and as such won’t be perfect – while the bones of the story are there, enough to give you a glimpse into the story of these characters, I typically do at least eight drafts and you can expect the final version to bear little resemblance.

If you like what you read, and are so inclined, show your support by leaving a comment. If you’d like to sample more of my writing, check out the free short stories available on this site.

More about In the Company of the Dead

Lyram already crossed a prince, and now he finds himself on the brink of crossing a god.

Son of a duke and second in line for the throne, Lyram is exiled to a lonely castle after assaulting the crown prince. When a hostile army arrives to besiege the castle, he believes the prince wants him removed – permanently.

As though answering their prayers, Ellaeva, the Battle Priestess of the death goddess, arrives unexpectedly. But she has not come to break the siege. Instead, she is in pursuit of a necromancer of the evil god of decay. When misfortune after misfortune befalls the beleaguered defenders, Lyram realises the necromancer is hidden within the walls, sabotaging the very defence.

Against the backdrop of clashing gods, Lyram must fight to save himself from the political machinations of his prince, and the dread plans of a necromancer. But as the siege lengthens, he realises the greatest threat may come from another quarter — a woman sworn body and soul to a god tempts him to pay a terrible price.

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Monday Morsel: Confrontation – An Excerpt from ‘In the Company of the Dead’

In the Company of the Dead The Sundered Oath Book 1

Welcome back! This is my first Monday Morsel in several months, and indeed one of my first blog posts since everything got put on hold for the release of Stalking the Demon. If you don’t know, Monday Morsels is where I share short excerpts from the first draft of my current work in progress – in this case, adult epic fantasy In the Company of the Dead.

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Something combusted inside Lyram’s head, and he back-handed Bradlin, sending the man sprawling.

‘Guards!’ Bradlin’s scream split the night air.

Lyram didn’t slow, kicking Bradlin in the ribs. The viscount choked, and fought to suck in a breath. Lyram kicked him again, so hard he rolled across the rug-strewn ground.

‘My lord! ‘The canvas flap ripped aside as the guards charged through.

Lyram snatched a sword from beside Bradlin’s bed, and cut furiously at the guards. He smashed the mail of the first, down low on his chest. The armour gave with a crunching sound, and the guard collapsed. Ribs broken at least.

Lyram ignored the man down and focussed on the remaining guard. He moved in with more caution than his groaning fellow, but Lyram wasted no time with finesse, hammering at the man with hard blows. The guard retreated, jaw clenched with the effort of parrying or dodging each blow. An opening appeared, and he went for it.

Something seized his ankle, and yanked. Lyram’s foot came out from under him, he crashed face first to the ground.

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In the Company of the Dead

Thanks for dropping by! Don’t forget this is a first draft, and as such won’t be perfect. If you like what you read, and are so inclined, show your support by leaving a comment. If you’d like to sample more of my writing, check out the free short stories available on this site, or my published short novels.

If this is your first visit to Monday Morsels, find others in the series by clicking on the ‘Monday Morsel’ tag, or go to the first installment.

More about In the Company of the Dead:

Lyram already crossed a prince, and now he finds himself on the brink of crossing a god.

Son of a duke and second in line for the throne, Lyram is exiled to a lonely castle after assaulting the crown prince. When a hostile army arrives to besiege the castle, he believes the prince wants him removed – permanently.

As though answering their prayers, Ellaeva, the Battle Priestess of the death goddess, arrives unexpectedly. But she has not come to break the siege. Instead, she is in pursuit of a necromancer of the evil god of decay. When misfortune after misfortune befalls the beleaguered defenders, Lyram realises the necromancer is hidden within the walls, sabotaging the very defence.

Against the backdrop of clashing gods, Lyram must fight to save himself from the political machinations of his prince, and the dread plans of a necromancer. But as the siege lengthens, he realises the greatest threat may come from another quarter — a woman sworn body and soul to a god tempts him to pay a terrible price.

If you enjoyed this post, please feel free to check out my previous posts if you haven’t already. If you’re finding yourself here often, you might like to subscribe to the blog, or sign-up to my newsletter.

Don’t forget to share the love and spread the word on Twitter, Facebook or StumbleUpon (or other social networking site of your choice) if you know other people who might also enjoy this.

Thanks for stopping by and visiting!

Six Sentence Sunday Crow of Death

Crow of Death
Another excerpt from ‘In the Company of the Dead’.
Defenders fought to reclaim the walls. A man screamed as he went over the parapet. Further down, Ellieva scattered attackers, plunging reckless into their midst. She broke the onslaught alone, silver sword flashing red with each stroke. Her black robes billowed like crow’s wings. The men following chanted her name.

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Six Sentence Sunday Ellieva

Six Sentence Sunday Ellieva
Today we have something different for Six Sentence Sunday. This is a from ‘In the Company of the Dead’, featuring different characters in a different world to Deathhawk’s Betrayal. You can learn a little more about this world on other pages of my website. Look for ‘Vows of Blood’ and ‘In the Company of the Dead’ on the books page.

Lyram plunged into the melee. It was a nightmare of screaming and flashing blades, reeking of blood and smoke. Something too soft to be cobbles gave under his foot. Pushing on, he cut the next man down with a brutal slash.
The faltering defence rallied in his wake. Soldiers pushed forward, closed ranks, forcing the mass of enemy soldiers back.

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