Irrevocable Snippet, 1 #8Sunday #Erotica #SnippetSunday

It’s been a while, but I’ve decided to come back to Snippet Sunday/Weekend Writing Warrior. This is from my WIP Irrevocable.


Hands groped and pulled—rough against my skin and digging into muscle and bone. Too many hands. The bits of memory faded as I tried to retreat from the onslaught. My back pressed into a hard surface beneath me, and my nostrils filled with the smell of musk and damp stale air.

I had no idea where I was, or how I’d gotten there.

I kicked and gasped, trying to get back to the surface where reality lurked, shimmering in the distance, but just out of reach, like the sun on the surface of the water during a dive.

A hand latched onto my hair and held my head back. My eyelids were finally freed from the sticky muck that held me in semi-consciousness, and I opened them to find myself staring up into unfamiliar eyes.


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Cover Front

Sometimes when you can’t go back, the only way out is to descend into the darkness.
my Captor
When I woke in that place, I just wanted to survive. But survival came at a cost, for which they demanded my will and body.
my Master
With pain came acceptance. Fully-dependent on the man who claimed me, I learned to appreciate what I had-life and relative safety.
my Protector
I watched him spill blood and tend my injuries. With betrayal came a revelation.
The only way out was to bring them all down or die trying.
Warning: This isn’t your rainbows and love sonnets kind of romance. This story explores topics of abduction and slavery, and contains explicit scenes of dubious consent, graphic violence and sex

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16 thoughts on “Irrevocable Snippet, 1 #8Sunday #Erotica #SnippetSunday

  1. Hey Skye, welcome back to WeWriWa! Great taut excerpt here, love your “voice”. I think everybody who reads this will be on the edge of their seat by the time they get to the end!

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  2. Love the description of waking up like emerging from water–it really grabs the attention. The phrase “too many hands” definitely made me wonder what that elusive memory was.

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