Lots of you have been asking me for a snippet from WICKED ALL NIGHT, the third Night Rebel book featuring Ian and Veritas. I’ve held off because (1) scenes could change during edits, (2) SO much of what I’d post would be spoiler-y, and I don’t want to spoil you on things, plus (3) I don’t know what would make a good snippet because I’m not quite finished writing it yet, so I’m too close to it to be objective.
However, writing the below made me giggle, so I thought I’d share it with you. First, though, a warning: in my current, stressed-out state, what makes me giggle is usually snarky, dirty, or a bit twisted. In this case, it’s all three because in the below scene snippet, Cat from the Night Huntress series is about to get a load of Ian’s piercing, and no, she isn’t ready :).
Usual disclaimer about pre-published snippets: This could change during edits, as mentioned. Also, since is is pre-revisions and pre-edits, it’s possibly full of grammar and/or spelling mistakes because I need an editor for a reason, people. That said, if your sense of humor is also lowbrow and circling near the gutter, enjoy!
WICKED ALL NIGHT, copyright Jeaniene Frost
Two hard knocks on the door woke me. I hadn’t intended to fall asleep after Ian made good on his promise to fuck me into a state of temporary muteness, but I had. Then again, I’d done a lot of things I hadn’t intended to do over the past two days. What was that saying about making the gods laugh? All you had to do was tell them your plans?
“Sod off, whoever you are,” Ian said without opening his eyes.
The door burst open in a shower of wood, revealing Cat.
Ian cursed as he leapt up from the bed. “Really, Reaper? Kicking the door in? This isn’t even your house.”
“I know, but this news is important and I drew the short straw, so I’m here and Spade isn’t,” Cat replied, looking anywhere except at Ian. “Figured it was the best time to interrupt since the horses finally quit stomping up their stalls from all the racket. Unless that banging around was you two and not the horses? Wait, don’t answer that. I don’t want to know.”
I got out of bed, too. Now Cat was almost staring at the ceiling to avoid looking at our nakedness. How silly.
“We don’t have anything you haven’t seen before,” I said before adding dryly, “even if I am Death’s direct descendant.”
“It’s not you,” Cat said, her strained tone proving that, if she were human, she’d be blushing. “It’s his, um…you know.”
“You barged in for a reason, so spare us your Puritan modesty and get to it,” Ian said impatiently. “Besides, you must have seen a cock piercing before, and if you haven’t, Crispin owes you an apology for being such an unimaginative lover.”
“Fine, let’s get this over with,” Cat muttered, and dropped her gaze below Ian’s waist.
“Wow,” she said after a stunned moment. “Really jammed that thing right in there, didn’t you?” Then, her head tilted to the side. “Is that one single bar straight through the tip? Or are there two different piercings on either side-?”
“Focus, Reaper,” Ian interrupted.
“Right,” Cat said, shaking her head as if to clear it. “What did I come in here for again? Oh, yeah. We’re all in deep shit.”
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