It’s a new week with me back on track when it comes to posting. I am happy to report that one of the few good things that happened to me last week was winning the Thursday Threads challenge. That means that I added 250 words to Ariel’s Damn Book. One of these days, I should share the massive list of possible titles. None of them are quite right and I keep looking for others. And I’m off topic. It’s Wednesday. Therefore there should be a prompt, which is: *“You sure this is going to work?”* This scene happens somewhere in the great sagging middle of the book. Hopefully, it will all be tight and firm by the time it’s finished. In the meantime…

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 Sade wasn’t paid enough to herd this group of cats. She could depend on Caleb, her Werewolf partner. The plan she’d laid out happened in daylight so Sinjen was out of the equation. Sidelining the Vampire might be a misstep but she had reasons. The humans, Aisling and Carla, looked skeptical. She still hadn’t figured out the shy librarian’s role in this case, but she needed Carla’s witchy skills and the witch insisted Aisling’s knowledge would come in handy. Then there was the frickin’ Dragon. Nikos was always a wild card.

“You sure this is going to work?” Caleb looked askance at Sade.

“Do you have a better idea?” she shot back.

The Werewolf started to speak, then closed his mouth with a shake of his head.

Nikos added his two cents. “I vote we just let the Fae handle their own problems.” He shrugged off their glares. “They’re Fae. They fight. They always have. They always will.”

Druic took offense. “And your kind have always sought peace?” He snorted and turned away from Nikos to focus on Sade. “Ariel should be here.”

“But he’s not.” She eyed the youngster. “Do you know where he is?”

He shook his head. “No. And I will admit it worries me.”

It worried Sade too. “Did he get called back to court?”

“No.” Titania, the Seelie Queen, appeared from thin air.

Sade banged her head against the wall, muttering, “Why me?”

“Because Karma’s a bitch?” Caleb asked.

“Time for Plan B,” Sade announced.
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Writers, I hope you find some inspiration. Readers, glad you’re still on this rollercoaster ride of a journey. I promise I’m going to buckle in and push this thing to the end. Don’t ask me what Plan B is. Iffy hasn’t figured it out yet. I’m open to ideas if any of you want to toss some inspiration back my way…