I’m currently about half way through what I hope will be the final draft of BLOOD IS THICKER.
(Shh! There’ll be a formal cover reveal later. This is a sneak peak.) Then planning for the launch really starts.
Here’s another sneak peak. The first page:
“Rolf?” Valeriah pronounced his name carefully, even though it didn’t have any of the soft ess sounds that were so difficult for a dragon’s tongue and throat to produce without hissing.
“Hmm?” Rolf answered, opening one eye. He lay stretched out on the beach, dozing and digesting the cow they’d shared for lunch.
“How long iss thiss going to take?” Damn, those esses were hard.
“Which this is that, sweetheart?”
Show off. He didn’t have any trouble with his esses. Then again, he’d been a dragon from birth. He’d had a lot more time to practice. “Learning to be a dragon.”
Rolf stretched out his huge golden wing to embrace her and reached out with his long neck to rub his chin along her back.
Signs he knew she wasn’t going to like the answer. She felt herself tensing, subconsciously balancing her weight in preparation for a fight. As if she could fight a kitten, clumsy as she was in this unfamiliar body. That was another source of frustration. She’d been athletic in her human form. Not anymore.
“Most dragons take about ten years to master a new form,” Rolf said.
“Ten yearss!” She jerked upright, half unfolding her wings in outrage, and clunked Rolf’s jaw with the top of her head. It likely didn’t seem that long to him. Rolf was two-hundred-and-fifty years old, give or take. Valeriah would be twenty-six next month and ten years seemed like an impossibly long time to her.
You can read the first two chapters of BLOOD IS THICKER on wattpad.