A new feature for 2021, in which I give a chapter sample of one of my available books, to give you a taste of what’s in store. Apologies for starting it in the middle of the year. I fell really behind schedule with a lot of things, this year.
Since Chapter 1 / the Prologue of my books can be found in my WIP posts, I’m going to use the 7/7 Challenge (where authors post seven lines from page 7 of their WIP) as inspiration. I’ll be posting (approximately) 7 paragraphs of page 7 (unless they have spoilers, then I’ll choose the previous/next chapter) If more is needed, for context, then I’ll add more.
Part One: All legacies have a beginning; a place where they lie, buried beneath the surface until just the right person stumbles upon them. And all legacies lie in wait for that discovery. Waiting for the perfect alignment of who, where, when, and why.
As the Rossier family prepare to celebrate the marriage of Jaycob and Averie, family history will be challenged, secrets will be unveiled, and a future none could have imagined awaits them on the other side…if they can survive that long.
“There is no point drooling over Jaycob,” a voice whispered in his ear.
Startled, Risteph turned to find the man he’d been watching sitting beside him. He appeared laid back, but his eyes spelled trouble. “I am not drooling,” he objected, shocked that anyone would mistake his interest as being romantic.
“Sure,” he said, without any hint of believing him. “He is a sweet, charming boy, but far too young and innocent to work here.” He shrugged and rested his head on his hand, while gazing across the room at the Prince he called Jaycob. He did not seem particularly concerned with the fact that Risteph was, as he assumed, interested in the Prince, however. Which was far more curious than the thought of why he had approached him in the first place, merely to warn him off.
“I do not want to pay him for intimacy,” he corrected that false, insulting, assumption.
“Good, because he would never accept payment. But I would,” the man said, winking in what he presumed was meant to be an enticing invitation. It seemed he sensed from Risteph’s silence that he was neither impressed nor interested in his ‘offer’, because he continued speaking. “Look, do you intend to buy anything…even a drink…while you are here? If not, will you please leave? You are occupying a table that someone who might actually pay me could be sitting at.”
The arrogance was enough to convince Risteph that remaining here would only draw attention to himself. Uninterested in arguing, he rose from the table, before turning to the young man sitting beside him and offering a last piece of advice. “I am quite sure that your time would be better spent pretending to dote on your potential clients than warning me away from someone you yourself are interested in.”
OST | Part 1 | Part 2
Elaine White is the author of multi-genre MM romance, celebrating ‘love is love’ and offering diversity in both genre and character within her stories.
Growing up in a small town and fighting cancer in her early teens taught her that life is short and dreams should be pursued. She lives vicariously through her independent, and often hellion characters, exploring all possibilities within the romantic universe.
The Winner of two Watty Awards – Collector’s Dream (An Unpredictable Life) and Hidden Gem (Faithfully) – and an Honourable Mention in 2016’s Rainbow Awards (A Royal Craving) Elaine is a self-professed geek, reading addict, and a romantic at heart.
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