Welcome to another Weekend Writing Warriors. Today I’ve got another eight sentences from my 1st July release, a New Adult, first person point of view, rock star book. Because rock stars need true love and a happy ever after rising from unlikely circumstances too, bless them.
Here’s the link to the first eight that I posted way back, just in case you’re needing the full picture. But safe to say, our courageous young heroine has woken up to some interesting circumstances in Las Vegas. That, and the hangover from hell.
Bad things happened here, terrible things. I just wanted to crawl into a ball and die. Sweet baby, Jesus, what had I been thinking to drink so much?
“You okay?” a voice asked, male, deep, and nice. Really nice. A shiver went through me despite my pain. My poor broken body stirred in the strangest of places.
“Are you going to be sick again?” he asked.