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@princessace.bsky.social Oct 10, 2026, 3:13 AM

Very much still a WIP but nearly there on second spooky one-shot. I have a series of ideas around my OC pairings maybe a little too much like their costumes; this one with Suna as a mermaid and Sean & Mac as pirates 🧜‍♀️☠️ I just had to share this exchange, it made me laugh. #WriteSky #WIPSnip #snippet

“You shut up.” Sean grabbed the taller man’s collar, forcing him to lean in closer.
Suna giggled and they froze, turning back to her. The warmth of her amusement burst over their faces, along with their own embarrassment, as they straightened up quickly.
“I heard a mermaid’s kiss can save you from drowning.” Sean almost groaned at Mac’s cheesy flirting. But Suna kept smiling at them. As long as she kept smiling, he’d support anything Mac blurted.
“Is that so? Are you drowning?” Suna teased.
“I really think we might be,” Sean replied.
“I will jump in this lake right now,” Mac said at the same time.
Suna laughed. She laughed a bright, sharp series of laughs that broadened her whole face.

@bornangelauthor.bsky.social Oct 10, 2026, 12:40 AM

#WIPSnips missed this one yesterday, becuase I was working on the recovers and going over A BORN ANGEL for any missed edits, but because I'm doing that, celebrate the 5th year anniversary of the book with a snippet from it: (New Anniversary Edition coming Next month!) #Booksky #writesky #Snippet

Snippet from A BORN ANGEL (Anniversary edition coming Nov 2027):
(from Chapter 16 of 24)
“Don’t be nervous. The Dark Angel isn’t the nastiest creature to call the Haven home,” he tried to soothe my worries but only made them worse. I pulled my cape tighter and looked around the large entry. Today, it was bright and the hearth to the far left held a blazing fire.

“I’m not from the sector and everything about the Haven is new to me,” I said as he gestured to the overstuffed furniture near the fire. I walked over, and we sat in armchairs opposite each other. He ran a hand through his short raven hair, and his grass green, almond-shaped eyes, caught the light of the fire. I watched them, noticing that the pupil was a slit instead of a circle.

“Lizard,” my mind whispered, and I shook my head. I sat back, and he tilted his head staring at me a bit too closely. I pulled my bag onto my lap and wished the gun was inside as he locked eyes with me.

@fishermon.bsky.social Oct 9, 2026, 8:14 PM

I managed to write nearly 200 words today after a week of nothing, so here you go. I was hoping to finish this fic for halloween, but that probably wont happen lol

So much spooky world and monster building for a fic that's just gonna be monster fucker porn 💀

#CallOfDuty #Ghoap #Snippet

Snippet reads:

At least his death would be quick.

He was breathing ice as he ran, lungs and throat sliced up with every gasping inhale. There was nothing he could do about it, though. The eclipses were still behind him, following, the icy air was proof enough of that.

The ground reached up to wrap around his legs every time a foot hit the ground. It was trying to pull him down, suck him in like the bottomless shadows that had stolen his belongings on the hill. He wouldn't go down without a fight. Even if they caught him, he'd tangle his fingers up in anything he could, cutting bramble, skewering hawthorn. He'd haul himself out of the pit of pitch black nothing with hacked up, bloody fingers and keep running.

The forest didn't go on forever.

He just had to get out of it.

The starless sky couldn't follow him out of the forest, it couldn't.

Why would the forest itself be the subject of all the stories if the sky could follow you out of it?

@alexfromawen.bsky.social Oct 9, 2026, 1:43 PM

Happy #LesFicFri!

Today our superhero, in her mild-mannered alter ego of comic artist Quinn Sterling, runs into the awkward situation of being recognized at a convention by a woman who's vaguely familiar, & grasping at straws as to how they know one another...
#WriteSky #SapphicFiction #Snippet

“Quinn?” A soft voice calls from a few feet away sometime later, and I look up to find an attractive woman wearing a Runaways t-shirt (Joan Jett, not Marvel). And she is looking over at me with a wide, surprised smile. She has long, curly black hair, with the left side of her head buzzed down nearly to her scalp, an open face that’s cute in an easy-going kind of way, full lips and the slightest bit of a gap between her front teeth. But it’s her eyes that really catch me; wide, rich mahogany-brown that...I’m sure I’ve seen before. And she clearly recognizes me.

I smile brightly on autopilot, saying “Oh, hi…how’s it going…?” It starts pretty strong, but my words quickly putter off when it becomes obvious I’m drawing a blank on who she is.

“I couldn’t believe it when I saw your name on the website, this is wild,” she carries on, stepping over to the table. She does seem very familiar, why is it not coming to me? Shit, did we sleep together? My nineteenth birthday was a bit of a blur...

@outoftrenchespc.bsky.social Oct 8, 2026, 6:50 PM

Check out this #snippet from the latest # podcast episode with Mohammed Anjoulou Rahoumi @danagoodier.bsky.social
Listen to the full episode here:
open.spotify.com/episode/5eXm...

@moonlitinkinc.bsky.social Oct 7, 2026, 2:38 PM

Smut author Husk / Fan Reader Angel Dust AU

#HUSKERDUST #HAZBINHOTELAU #WRITERHusk #FanAngelDust #Snippet

@beyondtheonions.bsky.social Oct 6, 2026, 1:40 PM

#ThingsToWriteAbout #rose #poem #poetry #horror #writing #vsshorror
#snippet from my #narrative #poem Les Enfants du Bois 😱

Acrid smoke, confusion, a splintering of wood. Mountain men rose to their feet and squared the stance they stood. The rum-house door exploded; the children, quite the sight; three boys, three girls, all made of wood; square jaws flashing splinters, cedar teeth to gnash and bite.
Big men in little rooms lack the space to fight.

One by one they fell, severed tendons, ankles limp.
The mountain men came crashing down,
and on the floor were easy prey
for the wooden clogs of imps.
Pounding, stomping, twisting,
faces frozen in the night.
The mashing of the blood and bone,
a dance of les enfants’ delight.

Then the fire climbed the night, the rum-house was ablaze.

*snippet from Les Enfant du Bois - a narrative poem #horror
by Ross McDermott

@rjmartinwrites.com Oct 4, 2026, 5:43 PM

Random #snippet that sprang to mind just now

Thinking about Nysa, and occurred to me that this random short I have sitting around aligns nicely with Chloe and name changes (which was a major thing in The Weight of Her Gaze)

#WriteSky #AmWriting

“Nysa,” she said, her voice ruminative for once. For as long as Chloe had known her, she didn’t think she’d ever seen her consider something so deeply.

“The mountains where Dionysus was raised? What about it?”

“Seems like a name appropriate to this new me.”

Chloe made a small, quizzical sound. Of course Nu — Nysa, now — would have such a limited imagination.

“So that makes Dionysus the God of Nysa?” she asked.

Nysa stopped to glare at her. “Yes. He thinks that’s funny.”

@beyondtheonions.bsky.social Oct 4, 2026, 1:03 PM

#2wordprompt #herd #produce #writing #prose #vss - #snippet from the #novel TUSK: a Beringia Story.
#pre-historic #fantasy #fiction

@jonnypg.bsky.social Oct 3, 2026, 9:52 PM

Saturday Night Snippet 🔥 #art #snippet #Drawing #girl #sexy

@beverlylanderson.bsky.social Oct 3, 2026, 3:01 PM

Snippet Saturday

Share a bit! What have you read that resonated? What have you written?

#SnippetSaturday #snippet #share #booksky #bookstagram #CreativeWriting #LiteraryInspiration #WritingCommunity #CreativeProcess #AuthorLife #ReadersAndWriters #StorySharing #AuthorJourney

@ornamentworlds.bsky.social Oct 3, 2026, 8:29 AM

#snippet #fiction #story #illustration #urana
Another snippet from my Evolution story (Prologue)

@outoftrenchespc.bsky.social Oct 1, 2026, 10:29 PM

Check out this #snippet from the latest #podcast episode with @iamrefocused.bsky.social Radio's Shemaiah Reed, who talks about his #podcast's origin story & how others in the community helped him. Listen to the full episode here @danagoodier.bsky.social
open.spotify.com/episode/58LN...

@davidamerland.com Oct 1, 2026, 5:39 AM

A body's homeostasis doesn't need each cell to be virtuous; it needs no component able to draw more than its share, and damping before any one failure cascades.

#Writinginsight #Snippet #insight #writingproject

Rocks balanced on driftwood plans, appearing to be stable and balanced but in reality creating a highly sensitive system that can be unbalanced catastrophically by the tiniest breath of wind.

@bornangelauthor.bsky.social Oct 1, 2026, 1:33 AM

Posted to #DeviantArt again, this time a picture straight out of AN ANGEL ENRAGED (the Halloween release which you’re all probably sick of my talking about) chapter 2 and the #snippet is even under the post: #DigitalArt #Illustration

www.deviantart.com/bornangelaut...

@bornangelauthor.bsky.social Sep 30, 2026, 9:27 PM

#WIPSnips today: DIRGE OF THE BETRAYED (Angel of Wrath Duology, book 2) Spoilers ahead, but I couldn't care less at this point... A talk with Giovanni, her son, about the current dilemma. Current WC: 33,285
#Writesky #booksky #PNR🔮📚 #UF🌃📚 #Snippet

Snapshot of dark mode document DIRGE OF THE BETRAYED: Chapter 4

“Ma, I have to ask,” Giovanni said, before sticking a bite in his mouth at the same time I did. He chewed slow, giving himself time to rephrase what he wanted to say. He politely swallowed before continuing, “Do you have a plan to catch him?”

I chewed slower, but by the time I swallowed I still hadn’t come up with anything. It wasn’t like me to have no starting point, but I couldn’t rush into it, and I couldn’t use any agency resources, since I was technically still on leave. Damn it.

“Right now, I don’t. It has to be thought out, deliberate,” I trailed off as I thought through everything. Maalik thought I was dead, and word wouldn’t have gotten to him yet that I’d survived. I needed to take precautions. Guard against him. “First, I’ll need to cut him out of my triumvirates,” I said, making a mental list of people to get ahold of, “If I don’t, he’ll figure out that he didn’t kill me and finish the job.”

The cover of Dirge of the Betrayed (Yes, it's done and the book isn't) hidden partly. We see part of Aleta's backside in worn out jeans, her gun in left hand, and part of the silvery words along with a hazy cool tone cityscape.

@fishermon.bsky.social Sep 30, 2026, 8:45 AM

Evil and ominous shadows are after Simon >:]

#Snippet #Ghoap #CallOfDuty

@bornangelauthor.bsky.social Sep 29, 2026, 5:53 PM

Time for a 3rd #Snippet from AN ANGEL ENRAGED in an attempt to get 2 more pre orders before the end of October 1st! This one is a crowd favorite and is the very first art piece I did for the book.
#Booksky #Writesky #UF🌃📚 #PNR🔮📚 #EndingSoon

thebornangeluniverse.com/the-shop/books

A panorama of Kalista and Beryx at the Soirée: 1)the kiss, 2) interruption, 3) glare, 4) flipping the bird.

Page 114 of AN ANGEL ENRAGED: paperback edition.

I almost reached out to that shadowy figure, but Beryx lifted his right hand to my face, turned it to him, and kissed me. I lost myself in the kiss, dropping my anger, and reached back, placing my hand on his neck to keep his lips on mine. He slid his hand down my throat to rest on my stomach and my body warmed with need. I wanted to be home so he could slip his hand lower.

"Apprentice Detective Angelic, Mister Drascul, would you please pay attention," Ramah addressed us from the podium. I slowly pulled away from Bery's lips and turned to the Angekæ* with a glare worthy of the idiocy he was spouting. Cameras flashed, reminding me that this was a press attended event, and I Shouldn't do thing I would want to be headline news tomorrow. We were at the back of the room, and no one would've noticed our little make out session had he not called us out.

Ramah dropped his eyes to his notes, and I was done with this little soirée. The puppet addressing the room wasn't worth our time, and staying would only make me angry or blow up, which would draw more attention to me.

“Thank you," Ramah acknowledged as he searched his notes for where he'd left off. I slipped my hand from Beryx's neck, down his arm to his hand

*Demoki: someone who has fifty percent or less Angelic DNA

Page 115 of AN ANGEL ENRAGED paperback:

that was on my stomach and laced my fingers in his. I wouldn't leave without a parting swat at the Regional Director. He needed to know just how royally he screwed up by calling us out like a couple of horny teenagers at a school assembly.

Whoever was pulling his strings knew I was on the brink of shyfting when Beryx calmed me. They wanted me to blow up and show everyone how much power I still held. I was not a pawn to be used like that. I glanced back at Beryx.

"I'm done pretending to listen to Ramah llama ding-dong. Let's get out of here, "I projected, and he smirked, standing straighter. He was waiting for my signal. He knew me so well.

When Ramah looked up from his notes, spouting utter nonsense about stricter laws concerning teleportation, I flipped him off and teleported Beryx and I to his bike. I tied my dress up again as he swung his leg over it and grinned.

"I was about to ask when you wanted to leave," he commented. I sent all the pins holding my hair home and shook out my hair, massaging my scalp. I summoned our helmets from home and slid his onto his head…

Pre Order Promo AAEN:
PROMO PRE ORDER for Kalista Chronicles, Book 7: AN ANGEL ENRAGED, featuring a glowing purple background of a woods and the vague outline of the Eiffel tower with the tablet version smack dab in the middle. Down to the right are the sticker, bookmark, and ducky that come with the signed copy preorders.

Ebook options are in the bottom left corner:
Apple, Barnes & Noble, Bookshop.org, kobo+
Evarand, Libby, overdrive, and smashwords.

on the promo says "Coming this Halloween: Pre Order Today!"
with tropes around it:
Revenge
A New Enemy
Polotical Games
Smarmy Professor
Corrupt Authority
Fated Mates.

Underneath is a quote:
I'm done pretending to listen to Ramah Llama Ding-Dong..."

@bornangelauthor.bsky.social Sep 29, 2026, 3:35 PM

Time for another #Snippet or page from AN ANGEL ENRAGED as I try to get 2 more pre orders before October 1st! Page 52, Chapter 2 of the paperback.
#Booksky #ReadSky #WriteSky

thebornangeluniverse.com/the-shop/books

@belladonnabryson.bsky.social Sep 29, 2026, 11:02 AM

#ShadowsWrath #Author #Snippet #BookSky

Random snippet. Things are progressing. Progress is progress.