Inspiration, Sneak Peak

I got some more inspiration today. See? I told you going back to school gives me more inspiration than the holidays can. But what sucks is that it forces me to balance writing, work, cca, family, and rest together. It's already hard without so many things. How I wish SYF was over already. And I already caught up with the speed of lessons. But regretably, I have not..

Back to the topic of my inspiration, I added another part. Only a few paragraphs. But if I keep this up, I think I can finish maybe half the book by this year. I hope this works out. And nothing disrupts my feelings. Otherwise the characters won't turn out right and I'll end up like Stephenie Meyer when her unfinished book was posted on the net and she felt so bad that she had stop writing for awhile. If a writer continues to write with his/her feelings in chaos, the characters will end up in a really bad shape. I don't want anyone in Soulle to become not who they are.

Anyway, I'll show you a sneak peak. It's subjected to changes, but still, it's nice. Hahas. Read the sneak peak with the third song or the fifth song playing ok? It'll make things more emotional. Hahas. Just to confirm, the song titles are Inochi no Namae and River Flows In You respectively. Click on one then read the sneak peak. Cheros!

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SNEAK PEAK

With one hand, Ethan pushed my head a little to the side for easier access to my neck. His right hand held onto my arm for support while he bent forward, his steady breathing hot on the the skin of my neck.

Hot, not warm, air was breathed out by people like Ethan as heat causes blood to come up to the surface of the skin, making the process more enticing. I heard Ethan's upper pre-molars changing their shape into long, sharp fangs and I closed my eyes, bracing for the pain I had heard so much about from my mother's old friends.

Ethan gave a low snarl, as if he had decided something, and bit down hard on me without any sign of hesitation.

He must really hate me.

Surprisingly, the only pain I felt was a needle-prick like feeling where Ethan had bit me. I could feel my blood rushing to my upper torso as he drank.

My head and neck felt like they were floating after a while. It made Ethan's forcefulness seem like a passionate kiss. I smiled lightly at the thought.

Since I felt no extreme pain, I wondered what the rumours were about, when I realised I was losing blood much too quickly. I was able to replenish blood 12 times as fast as a normal healthy human could, yet I was losing so much blood in so little time that I felt faint. My body became numb enough for me to barely notice Ethan's grip tightening on me.

A slow but increasingly obvious freezing sensation crept up from my legs to my head. It wasn't just cold, it was pins and needles in my entire body, except that these were icicles that were piercing every inch of my insides instead.