Six Sentence Sunday & Denny's Eye Candy - Week 23

Photos snagged by Denny S. Bryce from the Internet of TNT's Leverage, various episodes. Sunday night, January 15, season finale!

It's Six Sentence Sunday. My six is from my WIP, The Vampire Lust Club, an urban fantasy. In this excerpt, the hero is working a multiple homicide crime scene in the labyrinth of tunnels beneath Washington, DC (circa 2045).


Detective Michael Pepperdine stood at the top of the second set of broken escalators and pushed his sunglasses up on his nose. The heat from the LED lighting system could dust a Stage Three vampire in twenty seconds. The same lights shattered a human being's optic nerves in less than fifteen. A pair of specially treated sunglasses and a hell of a lot of sunblock were always in his equipment bag and considered more important than a fingerprint kit, camera, or iPad 25. Shit, the only other tool he needed this far beneath the ground was a wooden stake. Old school, yeah, but he'd take the classics any day over this new age bullshit, especially when it came to hunting vampires.

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Six Sentence Sunday and Denny's Eye Candy: Week 20

Snagged from Tumblr, my OTP from Leverage (TNT). Hardison and Parker--they make me smile.

Six Sentence Sunday!!! This is taken from a scene in a YA paranormal I will write as soon as I polish the current WIP...it's dark, though. My sixteen year-old heroine is a survivor of a family tragedy...

Mom was way prettier than I’d ever be, and she had to be close to thirty-five then. Me, I was fifteen and a sophomore at Our Lady of Stick Up Your Ass. 

Damn. I thought I’d be able to get through this part without getting pissed about school. I mean, you’d think that since it was the day my mom died I’d remember her more than anything else, but nope, I remember everything about that morning. Every second, every word, sound, smell, all of it, except for the most important part—the moment she and my kid brother were killed. 

Well, leaving you on that cherry note:)...go check out some of the other Six Sentence Sunday entries - always good reading.