To celebrate reaching 1000 Likes on my Facebook page [insert cheering] I’ve started posting some sneak peeks and things. Yesterday, I posted the first official blurb for More than Magic: Snow Bound, the second book in the More than Magic series.
Since Chapter 1 is already available on my blog, I decided to post the first 1000 words of Chapter 2 as well. I’m also posting the official blurb here.
Before I post it, I just want to say thank you, thank you, thank you! I am so thrilled and blown away to have reached 1000 likes! Thank you all for your support, and an extra thank you to those of your who have reviewed or reccomended Semester Aboard! I hope you enjoy Snow Bound just as much!
Now that that’s out of the way, if you haven’t read Semester Aboard, the first book, I suggest you read that first! You can read the first four chapters right here! There are some extra goodies there too!
If you haven’t read the first chapter of Snow Bound, you should do that before you read this!
And now, on to the blurb and a quick peek at Chapter 2!
After learning how to use magic and fighting vampires, anyone would be bored going back to normal college life. As if that wasn’t enough, Jen didn’t realize how hard it would be to tiptoe around her non-magic family and friends. She can’t even talk to her familiar, Rak, without making sure nobody else is around! Worst of all, Jen misses the friends she made over the summer. Aside from Rak, they’re the only other magics she knows and she hasn’t seen them in almost five months!
Jen is all too happy to accept an invitation to go skiing with the gang. She gears up for two weeks of snow, magic, and fun. Just when everything seems to be going great, an uninvited guest turns up and soon skiers aren’t the only things going downhill. Jen thought that vampires were just about the most dangerous thing the magical world could throw at her. But, she’s about to learn that people with no magic at all can be just as deadly…
Chapter 2 – First 1,000 Words
Please bear in mind, this is a working, unedited chapter. There may be some errors and there could be changes, large or small, made to the final version.
“Where is everybody?” I asked.
“Not a clue.” TS didn’t seem concerned about the fact nobody was around. He set my skis on a stack of them leaning up in a corner and slung my suitcase over his shoulder. “But something smells great. I’m going to run this upstairs for you and then go meet Tom. You can hang your coat here.” He pointed to a set of pegs in the wall where a few coats were already hanging.
He opened the door on the other side of the room and hurried up a narrow staircase.
“Something does smell good,” Rak agreed. Instead of following TS he went for the other door. I quickly hung my jacket and followed.
It opened into a small kitchen. Someone was standing at the stove, stirring two large pots. He was wearing comfortable looking pajama pants and a t-shirt. His shirt said Pelagos on the back and had a picture that looked like a logo for a martial arts team. That was Dani’s last name, but I knew this wasn’t him. For one thing, he was way too short. For another, the bits of hair that I could see sticking out from under his knit beanie were red and orange, not dark blue.
“Hey, Charlie,” I called.
He turned in surprise and then grinned. “Jen! Hey!” Charlie immediately abandoned the stove to give me a hug. “I’m so glad you could make it!”
He released me and then brushed off my shoulder with one hand. “Sorry, I may have gotten maple syrup on you.”
I laughed. “That’s fine. What are you making?”
“A mess, I’m afraid.” His cheeks, which always looked slightly sunburned, flushed a little.
We both laughed and I found myself grinning widely. I’d gotten pretty close to Charlie over the summer and it was great seeing him again. Unlike TS, he looked exactly the same as he had almost six months ago. Reds and oranges flared and flickered in his irises. I remembered how strange it had looked to me over the summer when I was first getting to know him. Now I knew from the colors and the way they moved that he was in a good mood.
“In theory it’s going to be chocolate and maple fudge,” he said. “Well, chocolate at least. I dropped a rather large jug of maple syrup.” He glanced down at the floor. “Watch your step, there may be some left.”
“There is,” Rak said. He leaned down and licked a spot on the floor.
“Charlie, I’d like you to meet Rak,” I said. I felt a sense of pride introducing my familiar to my friends.
Charlie’s reaction was much better than TS’. He crouched down and held out a hand. “Char Smith, it’s great to meet you.”
Rak lifted his paw and shook Charlie’s hand. “Pleasure.”
The door opened and TS bounded in. “Fudge done?”
“Bugger. Well, I’m going to go back to the lodge. Need anything?”
“More syrup?” Charlie asked.
TS glared at him. “Didn’t we just get some?”
“You’re standing in it.”
“Right. Syrup it is. I’ll be back!” TS hurried back out of the kitchen and a moment later I heard the front door slam.
“How was your trip, Jen?”
“It was fine. A little long.” I looked at the pots on the stove in concern. Charlie hadn’t stirred them since I had arrived and was now flipping through a cookbook and ignoring them. “Is that going to burn if you don’t stir it?”
He shook his head and waved a hand at me. “The stove isn’t on.”
I smiled; it was good to be around other magics again.
“Where’s everybody else?” I asked.
Charlie rested a hand on the side of one pot and started stirring again. “I’ll tell you where they aren’t: helping me in the kitchen like they promised. If they aren’t in the main room, they’re probably upstairs.”
“Do you need my help?”
He laughed. “No thanks, you can go on up and find them. Your room is the second door on the right.”
I went out and up the narrow staircase, eager to find Mariana and Dani. The stairs led up into a narrow hall with three doors on the right, and one on the left. I was almost to what Charlie had said was my room, when the door on the left flew open.
“Ok, who the hell stole-” Dani nearly crashed into me and stopped short. “Jen!”
I opened my mouth to say hello, but couldn’t quite say it. Dani was gorgeous. That wasn’t even a strong enough word. Dani was picture-perfect, could-have-been-a-model, drop-dead gorgeous. I remembered what he looked like well enough, but it seemed that I had gotten desensitized to his good looks over the summer. After almost six months without seeing him he had me just as tongue-tied as I had been the day I met him. It didn’t help that he had nothing but a towel wrapped, thankfully fairly high, around his waist. I didn’t think I had ever gotten such an eyeful.
“H-hi,” I managed, trying not to think about how his skin was more olive and less golden-tan than it had been over the summer.
“I didn’t realize you were already here!”
He was smiling, but I could see the hint of a smirk; like he knew exactly what I was thinking and it amused him. Which, knowing Dani, was probably true. It looked like he had just taken a shower and hadn’t even bothered to dry off. I could clearly see a pair of nautical star tattoos on his wrists that only appeared when they were wet. His hair was dripping water too and my eyes couldn’t resist following a drop down his chest. It dripped by the CS tattooed over his heart and I reminded myself that he was taken and I really, really shouldn’t be checking him out. I forced my eyes back to his face and gave myself a mental kick. Not only was he in a relationship, I wouldn’t have a chance with him even if he were single.
His smirk widened and I hoped I wasn’t blushing. A touch of bright blue lapped at the edges of his irises, mixing with the cheerful shades of blue already swirling there, and I knew he was laughing at me.
“I missed you,” he said, “C’mere.” He gave me a big hug and then ruffled my hair. I smiled at the familiar gesture. It reminded that – after I had gotten over his good looks – I had started to think of him as the older brother I never had. I just hoped I’d get over how handsome he was again. Quickly.