Weekend Writing Warriors 13 October 2019 (ER, FA, LGBT, SF)

Weekend Writing Warriors
At that moment, a very tall man with long brown hair, a neat beard and mustache, iridescent green eyes and a glowing green jewel in the middle of his forehead strode casually into the room. With one long finger, he pressed a button with a large X engraved in the center. The room stopped shaking as the engines powered down. The man had an amused look on his face as he extended his hand to Leah.
“Welcome to Castle Necros,” he greeted. “I am your host, the Marquis Ciaran Kabral.”
“Leah La Sirene, witch queen of New Orleans,” Leah returned in a subdued voice. “I do humbly apologize for nearly launching your tower into space. I am not quite sure how it happened.”
~Cie for Naughty Netherworld Press~
This snippet is part of Team Netherworld's current WIP, Castle Necros, which is due for release on Kindle on Halloween 2019. Our hapless adventurers have found themselves in a foreboding dark tower which began making preparations for takeoff when they entered. Castle Ne…

Weekend Writing Warriors 6 October 2019 (ER, FA, LGBT, SF)

“Lucifer?” the startled Lleu retorted. “I wasn’t summoning Lucifer! I was attempting to summon a minor demon called Rhys who owes me one. I thought he might be able to help get us out of this mess.”

“Unless your Rhys understands rocket science, I doubt he’d be much more useful than you are!” Leah snapped. “Perhaps you ought to try summoning Mr. Spock.”

“With all due respect, Leah, Scotty would be the better bet,” Marc countered. “He was the Enterprise’s chief engineer.”

“It does not matter if their chief engineer was that charming little fellow who talked about the nuclear wessels!” Leah railed. “In a moment, we are all about to find ourselves in the stratosphere, and I do not know how to fly this thing any more than I know how to stop it from taking off!”

~Cie for Naughty Netherworld Press~

After falling through a wormhole when Base Lust-69 exploded at the end of Paraji's Prisoners, Voodoo Priestess Leah La Sirene finds herself playing den mother to a haphazard sextet of men who couldn't be less helpful if they tried.


  1. lol I love this! All those references to Star Trek are perfect!

    1. Thank you. When they came to me, I just rolled with it!

  2. Being in the pickle they are, they really don't have time for arguing -- but that tells you a lot about them, I guess.

    1. For Leah, dealing with these guys is like being a den mother to a bunch of unruly boy scouts. She loves them, but they drive her nuts. Also, as a Voodoo Priestess, she is used to having the last word. This bunch never stop talking.

  3. So much excitement. Outstanding snippet.


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