Chapter 1 Beginning/First Paragraphs

So…I’ve been bad. I haven’t kept up on this like I should have. While you guys have been patiently waiting for my next chapter update, I’ve been doing…other things. So, without further ado, the beginning of Chapter 1 Blood Ties. Mind you, this is a #WIP so don’t hold your breath that it will stay the same when the finished book comes out.

“This has got to be your room,” I said to Odin while my eyes traveled about the opulent room layered in gold and jewels. He simply gave a slight smile.

A stunning gold chaise was against a red and gold-swirled wall with a luxurious gold canopy draped above. My eyes were drawn across the room to an intricately carved oak and cherry table with matching chairs for four. I went over and knelt down to inspect one of the table legs. My fingers brushed the wood as I studied the scenes depicting naked men thrusting swords into each other as naked women cried out in woe, while a large serpent wove about in between the men and women; it was horrific yet hauntingly beautiful at the same time.

“Where did you find this?” I asked.

“I had it commissioned. Unfortunately, four supposedly brilliantly talented craftsmen had to die while attempting to create it.”

Eyes wide, I looked at him while my heart quickened in fear. “Had to die? Why?”

“Because their work wasn’t on par with what I considered brilliantly talented. However, as you can see for yourself,” he nodded to the table, “the fifth one lived.”


Boy, Odin sure is a ruthless hard ass, isn’t he? Can you imagine working for a man like that? Your choices are to either do amazing work or die.


Now, the beginning of Ch. 2 of Blood Promise.

Yawning hugely, I rubbed my hand over my eyes and tried to pay attention. Mr. Snyder droned on and on about the Norns in Norse lore and the Fates of Greek mythology.

Somnolence threatened to overtake me. I sat up straighter and eyeballed the doodles in my notebook, proof my mind was not in the same place as my body. Glancing at the clock, I groaned. Only forty minutes had passed…I still had another fifty minutes to go. I’d just copy off Mia’s notes after school. I turned to her and scowled. How did she manage to look so fresh and perky? Obviously, she hadn’t been woken up by strange dreams.


So, there you have it. Funny how Ch.2 in Blood Promise reflects Norse mythology in Ch.1 of Blood Ties. And no, I hadn’t planned it that way.

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