OUCH! #indielicious #ya

It's Sunday, so that means another teaser from Shattered Secrets. I'm not editing this book just yet. I've decided to let it sit while plotting/writing book 2. Yep, there will be a book 2. I love these characters way too much to let them go just yet.

Anyway, Boredas and Ruckus--Abby's kidnappers--just left the room for various reasons, and my little fighter is not willing to sit still.

Enjoy!

~I had to escape. Sitting still made me sick, never mind not getting away meant certain death. I inched forward. Falling off the couch would be loud, but maybe they wouldn't hear. One man was out getting firewood—at least I assumed he was—and the other . . . maybe he was gone for a while.

I peered over the edge of the cushions. No dead animals. No food. No knives. Just a dusty, wooden floor that looked like it was built in the 1700's. I wriggled one more inch forward then plummeted off the couch, landing on my right shoulder. Pins and needles shot through it, and I held back a sob.

It's broken. It's broken, and I'm not getting out of here.

Fast-paced steps shook every board I lay on, sending stabbing pains through my arm. I screamed. I let it all out, the fear, the hurt, the anger, the agony—one loud, gut-wrenching wail.~

Yikes. If she ever makes it out of here, she'll need intense pain relievers. Stay tuned for more next week, and make sure to visit the other participants in this weekly hop!