An image that reads: "No one can trust anyone at ZL," Cory admitted, "but if you're worried about Viyana and Simon, I would be interested to hear your point." "...You're on a first-name basis with these two?" Cory cursed himself silently. Stupid mistake. Keep your defenses up. "Sure, they called us by our first names, right?" Something about that answer unlocked whatever barrier Rika had built, and her neutral expression dissolved into obvious distress, her lips twisting in worry. She pulled him aside, into the mostly-vacant walkway on Winter Street. "They're leading these two to their deaths, Cory," she whispered. "Why would the Aventuras let them go into a meeting with Salaki, of all clans, and not warn them?" She gestured between the two of them as her current, usually a soft low swell, grew agitated. "We're the only ones, right? The only ones in ZL who think a human is worth a damn, and Aventura had no clue we'd be chosen. I thought Aventura was supposed to care about their people! How could they do that to them?" from NO DREAM LIKE FOREVER, by Nora Shear The image has gold net decorations on the upper left and lower right corners, and gold flourishes with heart accents both above and below the text.

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#WIPSnips on BlueSky – “Silent”

I’ve been off of the #WIPSnips chain for the past week since we were traveling, but I thought this would be a wonderful way to start it back up.

I love writing Cory – he’s great but my man does not take to deception naturally. At least this time it works out for him, as his colleague feels the same way he does.

Here is “Silent”:

An image that reads: "No one can trust anyone at ZL," Cory admitted, "but if you're worried about Viyana and Simon, I would be interested to hear your point." "...You're on a first-name basis with these two?" Cory cursed himself silently. Stupid mistake. Keep your defenses up. "Sure, they called us by our first names, right?" Something about that answer unlocked whatever barrier Rika had built, and her neutral expression dissolved into obvious distress, her lips twisting in worry. She pulled him aside, into the mostly-vacant walkway on Winter Street. "They're leading these two to their deaths, Cory," she whispered. "Why would the Aventuras let them go into a meeting with Salaki, of all clans, and not warn them?" She gestured between the two of them as her current, usually a soft low swell, grew agitated. "We're the only ones, right? The only ones in ZL who think a human is worth a damn, and Aventura had no clue we'd be chosen. I thought Aventura was supposed to care about their people! How could they do that to them?" from NO DREAM LIKE FOREVER, by Nora Shear The image has gold net decorations on the upper left and lower right corners, and gold flourishes with heart accents both above and below the text.
Cory and Rika discussing how dangerous things are

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