Developing Mister D / The Infernal Aether

Developing Mister D / The Infernal Aether

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(Or, Developing the Series of Stories Which Became Known As "The Infernal Aether") My warts-and-all, live blogged account of the development of The Infernal Aether (original working title "Mister D"). @dlmackenzie is going to be editing and helping the development of the story with a view to publication to (hopefully!) a wide audience. He is blogging his side on his site under the title "Editing Mister D". This is my side of the tale. Strap in and enjoy the ride...
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When Josephine returned to her home town after the death of her parents she was prepared to take a job at the local hospital. She wasn't prepared to run head first into her werewolf mate. She spent her entire childhood as the wolfless daughter of an Alpha who thought his own Luna was weak for not having a wolf. He sacrificed his pack and the legacy of his bloodline to ensure power for himself. Now, it's up to Josephine and her Alpha, August, to save their entire pack, but they aren't prepared for the war they just joined. "Mr. August Hayes was responsible for the cinnamon rolls and the smell of fall spices. If it wasn't his intense body language or the burning gaze staring into my soul giving it away, it would have been those electric blue eyes. The same ones that stole my sleep. I gulped. Why me? I squirmed uncomfortably in front of the panel as Dr. Grace led me to my chair. She was eyeballing me with a look that told me I had to pull it together. I sat down and quickly crossed my legs, trying to make myself smaller. Nurse Kasey was smirking at me, giving me a knowing look. Great, another one. I sighed through my mouth, careful not to inhale anymore of his scent. I had to get it together. I couldn't be the doctor from New York City who strolled into Little Compton hospital and made herself look like a complete idiot. I plastered on a smile." Book #1 of the Royal Legacy series (can be read individually)

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