Wednesday Words: Endings

Dead end. End of the line. The End. End of the road. High end. Split ends. Light at the end of the tunnel. End times. The possibilities are endless. 😉 So this is probably my last #1lineWed entry though Wednesday Words will continue because…teasers! And snippets! And me showing y’all that I am making progress on current WIPs. 😀 There’s a long story there but it isn’t apropos to things here. Anyway, in just over a month, FIGHTING FOR ELENA goes live. And since a certain fan is all about Joy and Liam, I thought I’d tease her with this snippet of a conversation between Joy and Pops, who is our intrepid hero. He’s just been granted emergency custody as a foster parent and she’s being stubborn about contacting her parents–or anyone who might be able to help.
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Memories of her life in the lab made her tremble. She curled up even more. Wolves were secret. Had to remain secret. Bad men wanted to do bad things to them. Which is why she had to keep running. She had to protect the Wolves and their mates, Protect Liam and Micah and Gracie. Little Sally and Sally’s big brother Cody, though he didn’t carry the gene. She couldn’t let them be experiments like she’d been.

Trust was fragile, like a dandelion. Trusting Nate just came naturally. Sort of like Mr. West. Could she trust him?
“Yes,” he said, like he could read her mind. “You can.”

She sucked in a breath. Mind reading wasn’t possible. Okay, sometimes the Wolves and their mates had like a Mr. Spock mind-meld thing going on but this? No way. But…

“Pops.”

“Excuse me?” She glanced over at him still, a little freaked and a whole lot confused.

“Most folks call me Pops. Like I mentioned back in the sheriff’s office, been a whole passel of kids pass through my house for one reason or another. Some only stayed the night. Others lived there for a few years.”

He sounded—and looked—sad. Because the kids came and went? Or was there another reason. He offered her a half smile as his eyes returned to the road. “Last ten years, most the kids have been short-term on an emergency basis. Sorta like you.”

She couldn’t help herself. She had to ask. “Why’s that?”

“My wife died.”

She sucked air into her lungs in a loud whoosh. He’d lost his wife. And he’d loved her. She could tell by the way his face went both soft and stoic. But not blank. Not like the Wolves. She rubbed at her chest. She missed her family. And she was positive they’d be going ballistic and crazy because she’d been taken. Yeah. When she took off, she’d have to leave a note so he could call her dad. Or maybe Mister Mac because Mister Mac was scary, but he wouldn’t be as scary crazy as her dad. Except he would. Liam told stories about what it was like when he was kidnapped by those Black Root people. Mister Mac and Miz Hannah—Liam’s mom and dad—went hunting with all the Wolves. That’s how everyone ended up in Louisiana. That’s how they found her. Liam. She blinked away tears. Liam was her…something. Just like Black Root wanted her DNA, they’d wanted Liam’s. All the Wolves.

“I’m sorry,” she whispered, returning her attention to the man driving her to his home. “About your wife. My dad would go crazy if something happened to Mom.”

“He loves her.” Pops kept his voice soft.

“Yeah.” The word sighed out. “She’s his…one.”
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I hope you enjoyed this little hint at events. Writers, got any end words to share? Readers, what book or series were you sad to see come to an end?

About Silver James

I like walks on the wild side and coffee. Lots of coffee. Warning: My Muse runs with scissors. Author of several award-winning series--Moonstruck, Nightriders MC, The Penumbra Papers, and Red Dirt Royalty (Harlequin Desire) & other books! Purveyor of magic, mystery, mayhem and romance. Lots and lots of romance.
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4 Responses to Wednesday Words: Endings

  1. Ooo, you’re killing me here. I know it’s only like a month, but I’m dying to get my hands on this book. Gimme gimme gimme. :grabby hands:

    It wasn’t the end of the series, but when Vince Flynn died, it was the end of the Mitch Rapp series for me. Now another person is writing the series. Totally sad there. I don’t usually get sad when series end because it’s usually time and usually the author does a good job of giving me closure so I can move on. I hope, as a writer, I can pull that off with my series endings. I thought I did with the end of Once Upon a Djinn, but I know some people wanted more. I’m working on the end of a trilogy now with Cinder Ugly and hope to wrap it all up nicely by the time I’m finished. Right now, I have no clue how this will end, though.

    • Silver James says:

      I liked the way you ended Djinn. Though….there’s always room for a novella “update.” Like during a holiday. Or something. Just to check in with everyone, see how they’re doing… 😉

      And yeah, I totally hate when a beloved author passes before a series is finished–if there’s an overall arc in the series, or if the publisher decides the “franchise” is a cash cow and has someone else pick up the pen. It never really works out that well.

  2. I’m like B. E. waiting for it to come out, but hell its the 15th of January *already*😳
    Silver, going ballistic might be an understatement on how the group is handling her missing *wink*
    I can’t pin down a series at the moment. Thou sometimes when a fave character is killed off in book, it feels like it ( hence JR Ward killing Wesley in book 2 of BDB) it had to happen but oh man.
    So many book series have a cult following so to speak, so the END-END is so emotionally for reader and the writer!
    Happy Hump Day Ladies

    • Silver James says:

      I just finished a “re-listen” to Anne Bishop’s The Others series and several characters that I liked were killed. It’s always emotional and I’ll admit that I did it in the Moonstruck series. And deciding to end a series is ALWAYS hard! The nice thing about expanding a world, though, is that those previous characters can return for cameos. 😉 And a very Happy Hump Day to you to, Kimber!

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