Sunday Six Sentences [181]

Each Sunday, post six sentences from a writing project -- published, submitted, in progress, for your cat -- whatever.

Original:

"The notes," Dallan says, glimpsing down at the folder on her phone where she's taken pictures of them all. "Be mine. You're mine."

Price keeps folding up his clothes, studiously not looking in her direction.

"Clizyati already knows where you are, doesn't he?"

Price's jaw tenses visibly. "Seems like," he allows. Considering his usual loquacious word vomit, Price being quiet is blowing her mind more than the fact that the evil lord of the mirrorworld may not be trapped by the Yellow Emperor's spell anymore.

And if Clizyati is through, how long before the armies of the mirrorworld break through too?

Fanfic:

"I could manage to eat it all, I'm pretty sure," Cora says, eyeballing the spread of food determinedly.

"You'd go pop," Aunt Kharis says, grabbing Cora around the middle and pressing a lipstick-smeared kiss against Cora's cheek. Cora immediately shrieks and pulls away, rubbing furiously at her cheek. She's never been as tactile as the rest of the wolves.

"Be sure to thank Miguel," Eric calls out, still buzzing around the kitchen like a mini tornado, "he's very handy with a knife."

Talia, leading up the rear of the group coming out of the basement, looks proudly across at Derek. "Runs in the family," she says.

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Two fic links for Sterek fans on my flist:

I wrote Not If You Were the Last Fake Boyfriend on Earth (8k) - where Derek needs a boyfriend for reasons and decides to let the pack help

and the amazing seraphina_snape wrote Revenge Fake Dating Is Totally A Thing (30k) for me - and it's amazing, Stiles ends up fake dating Derek to cover up lying to his dad, and things escalate and it's super cute. ♥