Find the Words Tag Game
I was tagged by @aquil-writes! My words are hunger, toss, wary, daze, share, and pour!
Obviously I'm pulling from The Heartwood Trilogy. :)
Hunger - From Lilydale
But the way his eyes melted to chocolate stopped the words in his throat, made Micah flush. He caught his lip between his teeth and Andrew’s dark gaze slid down to watch. Micah brushed his fingers down Andrew’s cheek and he leaned into the touch. Then their lips met with hunger, mouths open, tongues circling. For a spell that was enough, the heat and taste and the absence of any other soul around them. Yeah..."hunger" is a sex word for me hehe
Toss - From Agassiz
Fionna shook off her wolfskin and snatched the tin out of Diana’s hand. Diana yelped, falling back off her knees onto her ass. She stared disbelievingly at the wolf girl but had the wherewithal to keep her mouth clamped shut. Fionna opened the tin and sniffed deeply with her eyes flashing, licking the balm with the tip of her tongue. Seemingly approving, she tossed it to Andrew. Then she shifted her eerie wolf gaze to Diana and grinned broadly.
Daze - From Lilydale
Dazed, Micah tried to shake his head clear and grabbed his chin, groaning. Before he collected himself, Julian jumped off the couch and grabbed Micah by the collar, shaking him. “How could you do this to me?” he demanded.
Share - From Agassiz
“Here’s the thing,” said Andrew firmly, “you get to choose what being Fae means. There’s no one else like you. Not even Ingrid, even though you share the Redwood Queen in common. You are bound to be different than her. This is your path.”
Pour - From Agassiz
She felt Lucienne arrive in her shelter and hurry over to the bed in the corner. When she leaned over Ingrid, Lucienne sucked in a sharp gasp. Gracelessly, she clattered through Ingrid’s belongings by the door on a black shelf that held medicinal herbs. Lucienne returned with an armful of jars and stepped over Micah’s prone body to kneel above his head. She poured water from a pitcher into a large dish and dropped a terrycloth inside. Ingrid watched her, waiting, holding a linen kerchief in her palm, hovering over the handle. Lucienne lifted her bright, serious gaze. Then she nodded. Ingrid grasped the handle of the athame and yanked.
This was so fun! Thanks for the tag, @aquil-writes!
Oddly, I couldn't find wary which is kind of a bummer. I must have forgotten that word existed, because I have plenty of wary characters in this trilogy, haha. Gonna go add some people peering warily... For my part, I tag @writeintrees, @zigelani, @vicstmichael, and @rachaellawrites, and anyone else who wants to play! Your words are bound, scream, silence, prove, and scan.
