I love world building. It’s one of my favorite things about writing paranormal romance. You can let your mind pull you in all sorts of crazy directions – as long as it works for the story. Creating the world of Natoroi, Lucky’s ancestral home, was like being immersed in the warm waters of unspoiled Mexico. Slightly salty, but oh so lovely for the body and the spirit. Please enjoy this unedited snippet. Lou feels immediately at home on this alien planet. I hope you will too… – SS
The visitor’s pool was the size of a small lake, and there was a beautiful old wood dock. A stand of small trees acted like a screen, and they were encouraged to go behind it, don the robes hanging there, and make their way into the pool.
Sucire and Sansone set down their spears and unclipped the rather wicked looking stone knives from their belts and dove into the placid brown water as is. Emerging a few breaths later in the middle of the pool, floating on their backs.
After donning the sleeveless, short, pale green robe with its clever twine hooks – Potts’ garment was longer he was glad to see – made of some soft, plant-based material, Lou emerged from behind the screen, and found Lucky waiting, hand outstretched. His beautiful green body now adorned with the same leather like vest and soft shorts his father had worn, sans the tall, protective leather that had covered their feet and calves.
He grinned at her. “As I’ll ever be. Lead the way.”
“Join hands,” Lucky instructed. “We approach the waters’ edge together, and we walk in together to symbolize our desire to be one with this environment, to be peaceful and to act in concert with all those with whom we will interact during our stay.”
“Lovely,” Potts breathed.Read More »