Sunday, October 9, 2011

SSS: Death swoons for Azrael

Woot for Six Sentence Sunday! Thanks for checking out my snippets, and especially for your comments.

Here's another peek at Death Is A Bitch. Death can't get enough of Azrael:

Standing at his full height, Azrael’s wings unfolded with a glorious whoosh. His feathers glimmered white as newfallen snow in the moonlight.

Magnificent. Death found herself breathless with admiration, and wishing those wings would wrap around her. Last time, she’d found feathers for eons afterward, stuck in her gown, in her hair. She hadn’t minded one bit.

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