Due to a request I had, I’m going to feature Return of the Aliens this week.
I’ll post a sample from the book that is my favorite scene. As you probably guessed, it’s taken from the romantic subplot that involves the two main characters: Autumn and Devon. This scene takes place right after a bomb went off in the mall where she works. She recognized Devon (who is a bad guy at this point in the book) and followed him so she could confront him.
Tomorrow, I’ll give an overview of what inspired the book. :D
Devon hung up on his current call and started to dial another number when he noticed Autumn. He jerked and quickly shut the phone. “What are you doing here?”
She couldn’t tell if he was alarmed or angry but finally decided he was probably both. Crossing her arms to hide her slight trembling, she said, “You’re behind this explosion, aren’t you? There is no terrorist attack. You set this up.”
He stared at her for a moment, his face unreadable.
The only thing that held her in place was her anger over the needless destruction and suffering that he caused. “You’ve done this before, haven’t you?” Stupid. What was she thinking by confronting him like this? He obviously had important connections, and here she was invoking his wrath. But something in her had snapped, making her unable to stop. “Well? What else have been false terror attacks?”
He calmly placed the phone into the breast pocket of his suit jacket. “I don’t know what you’re talking about.”
“Don’t play dumb.” Her pulse raced with adrenaline. Stupid. She was stupid! This man was dangerous. She just knew it. That was the only reason why a demon lurked around him. And yet, losing her sister and having her entire world tossed upside down was taking its toll on her nerves. She couldn’t stop. Even if he pulled out a gun right now and threatened to kill her, she couldn’t stop. “Do you know where those people disappeared to? Was that another ploy to get the people to unite for this coming one world government?”
He took a step toward her and she instinctively backed up. He grabbed her arm and shot her a warning look. “I advise you to tread carefully. You think you know what you’re dealing with but you don’t. This goes much deeper than you can imagine.”
“You bastards took my sister from me. I have nothing to lose.” And she didn’t. She had nothing to live for. Nothing to give up. No reason to exist.
“No. We didn’t. We don’t know what caused that.”
She shook her head as her eyes filled with tears. She’d wanted him to admit it. But he didn’t. “You’re lying,” she insisted, even though it was ridiculous. She wanted him to be lying. She wanted to be able to get to her sister and bring her home.
He shook his head. “That wasn’t part of the plan, but it doesn’t matter because it’s done. Look, do you want to live or not?”
She hesitated to answer. After how close she came to dying just now… If that bomb had been further down the mall… Was she really prepared for death?
He sighed. “This isn’t a game. If you want to survive, you have to play by their rules.”
Shooting him a sharp look, she asked, “Whose rules?”
Before she knew what was happening, he pressed her up against the side of the mall and kissed her. Stunned, she didn’t push him away. How could she? She didn’t have time to think.
He wasn’t demanding in the kiss, though he was insistent that the kiss happen. His hands settled on her hips, and that was when she thought to push him away. His mouth left hers and traveled the length of her jaw and to her neck. Her heart raced, even as she figured that she would be able to push him away once she caught her breath.
He brought his lips to her ear. “We’re being watched. There are cameras everywhere. Listening devices. You’re being monitored. You have to be careful.”
Her eyes flew open and a chill raced up her spine. A warning. She turned her head and saw that a security guard was watching.
Devon let go of her and stepped away and coughed. Giving the older man a sheepish grin, he said, “Sorry. Didn’t see you there.”