June 2024 WipWordSearch Excerpts Week 2

Thomas rolled his eyes at Gary’s incessant sass and #with a few quick stitches, he closed the last bite mark.

He was broad and had a belt around his #waist that sheathed five or six wickedly sharp wooden stakes. The man’s head was shaved, and a tattoo peeked over the collar of his shirt onto his neck. He looked dangerous, ready to kill.

Every step, every ruffle of clothing, every conversation, every beep of someone’s smart #watch notification was amplified.

After an hour of attempting to scrub the baseboards free of decades #worth of grime, Thomas lost his determination and energy.

Now, kid, I’d like to take this opportunity to remind you that #we vampires are tough but not invincible.

It was about either choosing to hide safely in humanity’s shadows or to step out into the light and #wrestle for control.

The wolf in her mind whined for a fight, to chase down the invading bloodsucker. #With the full moon so close, it had more power and her entire body ached to transform.

“Don’t #waste your breath yapping with false bravado, pups. I know how tough our inner wolf makes us, but this ain’t some street brawl.” He exhaled a long stream of smoke.

Since those debates often ended in a fist fight, and Bert had demonstrated his prowess in those several times, it was #wiser to back down.

Of course, Alban and Albert both agreed that the third-generation barkeep had become too Americanized and even had the audacity to #write “The Peace of Mind Beer Garden” in English underneath the original sign.

The wolf was #watching.

I still think you two are both daft for thinking that any man is #worth such trouble.

“#We could make it worse,” Bert cut her off. “Every vampire in the city has an itchy trigger finger. #We best not give them a target.”

It took time to #wrestle back control during the full moon, and she was happy with her current results.