Effing Feline has no time for furballs

Fart-Fueled Flying Feline, Effing for short, writes the Weekend Writing Warrior / Sunday Snippet posts on Mr. V’s behalf

I, Effing Feline, have been madly shredding paper this week.  It’s part of the free document shredding service I discussed last week. I have ten boxes of paper to shred, so business is looking good … sort of. I have to find some cats willing to pay me to claw the papers to shreds. That’s the only way I’ll make any money!

Another excerpt today from Newborn, Mr V’s science fiction romance that will be released October 27. Our heroine was born alone in a forest moments before this excerpt, fully grown and well armed — and ignorant of many, many things.

“But where am I?” And why hadn’t I wondered that before?

As soon as I thought the question, an answer appeared. The Process, which was secret and illegal, had required trial and error, and They couldn’t jam all information that might be useful into my brain. With luck, They’d omitted nothing crucial.

But…what Process?

And who were They?

Those questions tasted slimy and bitter, so my mind distracted me with new information. I was trekking the sparsely inhabited coast of a large Pacific island.

Effing Feline here again. Whew! After working for days, I finally got through one of the ten boxes of shredding — and I didn’t even have time to cough up a furball.  Anyone know any cats willing to pay to shred something ?

Be sure to visit the other Weekend Writing Warriors and Snippet Sunday posts.

Newborn

She was born to kill

Jo Beaverpaw is born fully grown, well-armed, and impatient to tackle her Destiny … which is to kill her alien nation’s most wanted fugitive. Her life is pre-programmed and straightforward – until she meets the sexy bodyguard of her intended target.

Newborn is the third exciting book in Edward Hoornaert’s near-future romance series, Alien Contact for Idiots. If you ever daydreamed about The Terminator being a bad-assed (yet petite) female, don’t miss Newborn.