I've been actively working on four different manuscripts but this weekend I've been working on the sequel to Destiny's Choices, which I've titled Destiny's Decisions. It takes place a year after James and Tiana get back together and are planning their wedding. The muse seems to hit me at different times for different stories and right now she's got me going on this one. If this keeps up, I may actually finish this story in the next week or so. Just to give you a taste check out the exerpt below!
Unedited Exerpt of WIP Destiny's Decisions:
Tiana grinned now that there was no one there to see. She just might take him up on his “offer” later, but she wasn’t going to let him know it. Let him sweat it out wondering if I’m going to or not.
With that thought she reached for the phone on the desk with the intention of getting the call to her mother-in-law to be out of the way. She’d called Tiana’s cell phone the night before and left a message about yet another beautiful white wedding gown that she was just sure would be the one that Tiana would love. She groaned at the thought. The woman is like a pit bull when it comes to my wedding dress!
Taking a deep breath for courage, Tiana picked up the phone and dialed her future mother-in-law’s number. It rang four times and then voicemail picked up. Tiana breathed a sigh of relief. She wasn’t going to have to try and talk the woman down, she could just leave her a message. Thank God!
After the greeting was done and the beep sounded Tiana rushed to get her message over with. “Uh, hi Trixie.” She grimaced. No self-respecting Indian woman should ever be named something so innocuous as “Trixie.” “This is Tiana returning your call about the wedding dress. Uh, I really hate to do this, but I’ve already picked out my dress for the wedding. I really appreciate your looking for me and all, but as I’ve explained before, I want a traditional Nez Perce dress rather than a white wedding dress. Thanks again for trying to help, I really do appreciate it, but well I’m happy with what I’ve chosen.” There, hopefully that will be the end of that! She thought, and then hung up the phone quickly just in case Trixie was close by and was going to pick up.
Just as she hung up one phone, her cell phone began singing out a powwow song. Tiana picked it up and stared at the caller ID. The number was blocked. She rarely picked up a call when the number was blocked because it was often sales people but for some reason this time she hit the button and spoke, “Hello?”
“It isn’t over bitch.” A raspy voice that could be either male or female said.
“Who is this?” Tiana demanded. Her heart was racing and the palm holding the phone began to sweat.
“What, you don’t recognize my voice Tiana? I’m devastated.”
“Look if all you want to do is harass me, I’m hanging up.”
“Oh, I intend to do more than just harass you Tiana. You’d better watch your back and that man of yours because if either of you get in my way, you’ll be traveling across the rainbow bridge to grandmother sooner than you think!”
Tiana’s blood chilled in her veins and she hesitated for a second before responding. “What do you want?” She asked, although she had a pretty good idea.
“You know what I want.” The voice replied and then all Tiana could hear was a dial-tone.
“Dammit!” Tiana roughly pushed the button to hang up the phone then put it on the desk and stared it at like as if it were a rattler about to bite her.
(c) 2008 by Regina Paul. All Rights Reserved.
Unedited Exerpt of WIP Destiny's Decisions:
Tiana grinned now that there was no one there to see. She just might take him up on his “offer” later, but she wasn’t going to let him know it. Let him sweat it out wondering if I’m going to or not.
With that thought she reached for the phone on the desk with the intention of getting the call to her mother-in-law to be out of the way. She’d called Tiana’s cell phone the night before and left a message about yet another beautiful white wedding gown that she was just sure would be the one that Tiana would love. She groaned at the thought. The woman is like a pit bull when it comes to my wedding dress!
Taking a deep breath for courage, Tiana picked up the phone and dialed her future mother-in-law’s number. It rang four times and then voicemail picked up. Tiana breathed a sigh of relief. She wasn’t going to have to try and talk the woman down, she could just leave her a message. Thank God!
After the greeting was done and the beep sounded Tiana rushed to get her message over with. “Uh, hi Trixie.” She grimaced. No self-respecting Indian woman should ever be named something so innocuous as “Trixie.” “This is Tiana returning your call about the wedding dress. Uh, I really hate to do this, but I’ve already picked out my dress for the wedding. I really appreciate your looking for me and all, but as I’ve explained before, I want a traditional Nez Perce dress rather than a white wedding dress. Thanks again for trying to help, I really do appreciate it, but well I’m happy with what I’ve chosen.” There, hopefully that will be the end of that! She thought, and then hung up the phone quickly just in case Trixie was close by and was going to pick up.
Just as she hung up one phone, her cell phone began singing out a powwow song. Tiana picked it up and stared at the caller ID. The number was blocked. She rarely picked up a call when the number was blocked because it was often sales people but for some reason this time she hit the button and spoke, “Hello?”
“It isn’t over bitch.” A raspy voice that could be either male or female said.
“Who is this?” Tiana demanded. Her heart was racing and the palm holding the phone began to sweat.
“What, you don’t recognize my voice Tiana? I’m devastated.”
“Look if all you want to do is harass me, I’m hanging up.”
“Oh, I intend to do more than just harass you Tiana. You’d better watch your back and that man of yours because if either of you get in my way, you’ll be traveling across the rainbow bridge to grandmother sooner than you think!”
Tiana’s blood chilled in her veins and she hesitated for a second before responding. “What do you want?” She asked, although she had a pretty good idea.
“You know what I want.” The voice replied and then all Tiana could hear was a dial-tone.
“Dammit!” Tiana roughly pushed the button to hang up the phone then put it on the desk and stared it at like as if it were a rattler about to bite her.
(c) 2008 by Regina Paul. All Rights Reserved.
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