HANG FIRE is a steampunk short story set in late 1800′s America. It takes place between the Age of Steam book #1, DEAD IRON and book #2 TIN SWIFT. The story is broken into 20 “chapters” and posted, one chapter at a time, on 20 awesome blogs. To read the whole story, start at chapter 1 at www.candacesbookblog.com and follow the “read the next chapter” links at the end of the post.
So what do we have in store for you guys. Well we get an awesome giveaway full of sweet goodies and chapter 16 of Devon's Short story.
So lets start with the giveaway goodies:
1. A magnet of the cover of TIN SWIFT
2. A hand-made by Devon (and her dear husband) one-of a kind, signed bookmark.
3. A copy of TIN SWIFT
Must be over 16
1 entry per person. Contest runs through July 23, 2012. Winner will be notified via email so leave me a way to get in contact with you.
Okay without further ado, chapter 16:
...read chapter 15: Larissa'sLife: www.larissaslife.com
HANG FIRE - Chapter 16
“Get down, Rose!” Cedar said.
But Rose Small was not listening. She half-knelt, stretching over the top of him. At first he thought she was going to help pull him up over the edge of the pit. Instead, she pulled the rifle on his back free.
“Rose, no,” he said. But clinging to a rope half out of a pit with someone taking shots at him didn’t exactly put him in the prime position to bargain. Especially not with a strong-willed woman like Rose Small.
“Hold on there,” she said. “I’ll be right back, Mr. Hunt.” She stood, cocked the rifle, and ran.
She disappeared behind a tree just as another shot rang out.
Rose took aim and returned fire.
Wil, his brother still in wolf-form, was off the other way from where Rose had run. He growled.
“Mr. Hunt,” Mae Lindson, at the bottom of the pit below him, called out. “Who is shooting at us?”
“I’ll let you know.” Cedar surged up out of the pit and hugged the ground. A bullet pinged again, singing a struck-metal bell tone as it ricocheted somewhere not all that far from his prone position.
Rose, still behind the tree, returned fire. Woman was a crack shot. If she caught so much as a glint of movement in the trees, their attacker wouldn’t be standing.
“You want your gun back, Mr. Hunt?” she asked, keeping the rifle steady as she scanned the trees.
“Keep him busy.” Cedar tossed his ammunition pouch at her feet, and Rose snatched it up quick.
“Mae,” he said, “take hold of the rope.”
His heart pounded hard, the beast inside his bones wanting out, wanting to kill the unseen gunman, wanting to destroy the man who was putting Mae in danger.
Two more shots cracked out.
Rose fired back as Cedar hauled on the rope as fast and hard as he could.
Wil shifted in the cover of brush, his weight on three feet, bleeding. He growled again, the glowing copper of his eyes carrying a man’s intelligence instead of that of a wolf. He wanted their shooter dead too, but was in no shape to hunt.
Finally, Mae was at the edge of the pit and pulled herself out and onto her hands and knees.
Cedar knew they had no advantage over the gunman here. “Rose, give me the rifle.”
She darted out from behind the tree and tossed him the rifle. She pulled her own pistol from her belt. “We run for it, Mr. Hunt?”
“Indeed you do, Miss Small. You too, Mrs. Lindson.”
“Cedar,” Mae began, “please don’t–”
“I’ll be right behind you,” he lied. “Go!”
...read chapter 17 at: Dark Faerie Tales www.darkfaerietales.com
Thanks to all that stopped by! Enjoy the rest of the tour!
Read the chapters from beginning:
1. June 19
CANDACE’S BOOK BLOG
2. June 20
3. June 21
AUTHOR SOUND RELATIONS
4. June 22
5. June 25
A BOOK OBSESSION
6. June 26
7. June 27
I SMELL SHEEP
8. June 28
ALL THINGS URBAN FANTASY
9. June 29
10. July 2
11. July 3
12. July 4
MY BOOKISH WAYS
13. July 5
MAGICAL URBAN FANTASY
14. July 6
15. July 8
16. July 9
My Life in Not So Many Words
17. July 10
DARK FAERIE TALES
18. July 11
THAT’S WHAT I’M TALKING ABOUT
19. July 12
July 12 - Bookshelf Bombshells
20. July 13
BIBLIOPHILIC BOOK BLOG