Sooo.....

So I actually seem to be getting somewhere with my dragon story. I officially love working on it a ton. Now I just need to hopefully finish it before the end of November. If you all are at all into creative writing then maybe you heard that this month is National Novel Writing Month (NaNoWriMo)... Basically its a challenge to write 50,000 + words in the month of November. I currently have a little over 61000 words and I still feel like if I end it sort of soon that I am cutting it too short. Oh well. I guess I have to figure out what I want to do with it. While I'm figuring it out I'll post an excerpt that follows the last post. Enjoy and if there are ever any suggestions feel free to post a comment and tell me. :)

“My loyal friends are on the way over now. The first should be here in five or so minutes but it could take as long as thirty for others.”

“So what shall we do while we wait,” Demetrius questioned.

“Um, maybe let me unpack some?” I walked towards the front steps and the pile of my bags. The three guys followed. “You three can help if you want? It will make getting settled so much easier. The least you can do is help me get all these bags upstairs before I search out a room.”

I quickly grabbed the two lightest bags before letting the guys take control of the others.

“What the hell have you got in here?” I heard Mathieu complain.

Looking back, I saw he had the heaviest of the bags. “Clothes and weapons,” I replied.

“Seriously,” he began to unzip it to look.

“Yes,” I said, jumping back down the stairs. “Here I’ll take these bags since you are complaining.” I handed him my two light bags before hauling my weapons up the stairs. Once in the master bedroom, I emptied all the clothes onto the bed before moving back into the hall and moving to the study with all the weapons.

By the time the guys tracked me to the study, I had already found the right book to pull on to allow the bookcase to slide off to the side. It was exactly like home. Same hidden levers to reveal the weapons stored there as well as all the empty space.
Slowly arranging all the weapons on the table, I could feel the shock of the three behind me. Once everything was laid out, I began to put them up on the walls, occasionally cleaning a piece that was dirty.

Once done, I sighed in contentment before finally turning around. Everything was in its place and all I needed to do was unpack my clothes, memories… and a few more weapons. Actually one more bag worth of weapons.

That was exactly when the doorbell rang. I pushed the men out of the room before closing it and going to answer the door. They were right behind me but did not get in my way or even try to answer the door for me.

I opened the door to two guys about my age talking about how they “thought this place was deserted.” After letting them in, I went back upstairs to unpack. Mathieu stayed down there but Jeremy and Demetrius followed me and watched me continue my task of unpacking.

I only finished one bag before being yelled at to come downstairs. My two followers led the way to the living room. I made a pit stop to get something to drink before going into the room. “Oh joy,” I murmured when I entered.

I scanned the faces and stopped on a grinning one. “Byrd?”

I knew it was him when he opened his arms wide so I could run to him. He spun me around quickly before setting me on my feet. “How’s my little Tigress doing?”

Byrd was my first cousin and was like a brother to me. He was a few inches over six feet tall and could become very protective over me at times. He had night black hair with emerald green eyes that always sparkled when he was up to some sort of mischief. I rarely had seen him when growing up but it had always been a great surprise to have someone my age around that I did not need to impress.

“Could be better. Time will tell and once I kill a certain friend of yours I’ll definitely be much happier.”