Something was wrong
Time for more Weekend Writing Warriors snippets. We post 8-10 sentences from one of our works every weekend.
From 3/18 through the end of the year, I’m featuring my upcoming novel: Fan the Embers. Each excerpt will begin from where the previous week’s left off. By the release date in November, you’ll be able to read the full prologue and part of the first chapter.
That didn’t happen aboard interplanetary ships. Their stabilizers ensured everything stayed calm. Two seconds later, the lights went out and emergency bulbs along the floor brightened. Something was desperately wrong. With a nervous gulp, he grabbed hold of the small doorway and kept hold of the brace along the wall as he moved around the room toward the sofa.
“Attention,” said the computerized voice. “Code four-two-one-one-nine. Strap yourself in, Terrance Hugh MacGivens. Attach the face mask. Do not do anything else until required.”
It’s 2096, Earth is relatively new to the intragalactic game, and 18-year-old Earthen Hugh MacGivens thinks he’s going to spend a few months on a distant world with his ambassador parents. Instead, he steps onto the planet to find he’s Earth’s selection for solidifying an alliance with the genderless people of Figor—by mating with a local.
Trend a’Bahn is ready for xys life to begin. Xe wants to gain an apprenticeship to a master builder and find xys mate in claiming season. Never would xe have expected an attraction to an offworlder.
While the two navigate claiming season, an undercurrent in Figor emerges. They don’t like anything non-Figorian and they hate what Hugh represents. As peaceful as Figorians are, a fire has been lit. If their beloved Empeer won’t stop such a mating from occurring, they will take care of it themselves.
Hugh came to Figor for a few months and possibly the rest of his life. If they have their say, his life ends now.