Effing Feline dislikes travel
Fart-Fueled Flying Feline, Effing for short, writes the Weekend Writing Warrior / Sunday Snippet posts on Mr. V’s behalf
I, Effing Feline, am dizzy with travel. After spending a week in Toronto we flew to London and from London to Amsterdam. On the plane, my pet human, Ed Hoornaert (alias Mr Valentine) opened his computer so I got to see what flying was like.
A canal in Bruges. All that water — yuck!
And now we’re in Bruges, Belgium. We spent hours inside a rattling tin can and then a train for this? From a cat’s POV, apartments here are just like houses in Arizona (from the inside, at least; it’s rained a lot so I haven’t gone outside). Sure, this B&B is older, but so what? Travel has nothing to offer a cat. Nothing at all.
Another excerpt today from Newborn, Mr V’s upcoming science fiction romance. Our heroine has been programmed to kill her alien nation’s number one fugitive and then commit suicide. But when an injury keeps her from fulfilling her Destiny immediately, she discovers another deep-seated need — to discover whether she is, indeed, human.
“Will you teach me about the world?” I repeated. Darby’s hand rested on the bedside table; I covered it with my own and said, “Please?”
He stared at our joined hands and then pulled his away. “No funny business, eh?”
“I don’t know any jokes.”
He laughed as though I’d just made one. “I’m sure as strawberry poutine not the best person for the job, but…okay, I’ll try to teach you the ways of my world, as long as it doesn’t interfere with my other duties.”
His duties. Guilt slithered over me. My duty was to kill Squitt; his was to keep me from killing Squitt.
Effing Feline heads back to Amsterdam on Sunday and then Paris on Tuesday. Appelez-moi un chat du monde !
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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 agree that The Terminator should’ve starred a bad-assed (yet petite) female, don’t miss Newborn.
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Newborn will be released November 4, and for a limited time, it’s available for pre-order at the special introductory price of just 99c. This low price won’t last long, so pre-order Newborn now.
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