It’s that time of the week again for Weekend Writing Warriors, a time when writers share a snippet of their work for the comments and critique by other writers. When you have read my piece, I hope you will follow the link (www.wewriwa.com) to read other posts.
I am contining from my forthcoming book, The Russian Bride, which will be out on March 8. James sees the beautiful, but dishevelled Natasha, in the car park, and decides to stop and see if she needs help. He asks her name.
“It’s Natasha, sir.”
“You are a very polite young lady. Do you always address men as ‘sir’ who stop to talk to you?”
The question seemed to confuse her. He wondered if she was selling her body for food, or just relying on the goodwill of the men who stopped their cars. He was tempted to give her twenty pounds and be on his way, but there was something about her that got to him.
“How about we go and get you something to eat? There’s a café at the end of the block that will still be open.”
She looked at his face, clearly weighing up whether she could be getting into the car of a mad axe murderer, but her hunger obviously overruled everything and she nodded and moved around the car. He leaned over and opened the door and she climbed gratefully into the warm, plush interior.
So what made Natasha run away and sleep rough in a car park? More next week.
Natasha, a Russian-born girl living in London, catches the eye of Viktor, a middle-aged Russian gangster. He wants her as his wife, the mother of his son, and his submissive partner in the kinky sex he enjoys at his isolated home near Saint Petersburg, Russia. But he doesn’t ask her to accompany him. He kidnaps her instead.
Surprisingly, Natasha begins to accept her new life. Is she really a natural submissive, or has Viktor brainwashed her? Viktor is adamant that he will not have sex with her until they are married when she turns nineteen, but he shows her the type of life he lives by taking her to orgies, held by his friend, and tells her that this is what she can expect as his wife.
All turns sour, however, and Natasha has to flee for her life on a visit to London and a London businessman, James Miller, comes to her aid. Neither of them realise quite how much danger they will be in for defying Viktor, but James is willing to risk his all to rescue her from this man.
This is the link to The Russian Bride’s Facebook page:
https://www.facebook.com/juliettebankstherussianbride/
She must be desperate, but I guess sometimes you have to take a chance.
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Yes, it’s a gamble on both their parts.
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Her submissive nature probably contributes to her willingness to get in the car with a stranger.
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It probably has as much to do with the fact that she has no money and is hungry and cold.
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I wouldn’t know whether to offer her food or a ride to the hospital. I hope he gives her the help she needs.
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Thanks for commenting, Jessica.
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Hunger can force you into situations – but I suspect this is a good car to get into 😉
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I do too, Daryl. 😉
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This is definitely getting interesting. Yes, sometimes you have to take a chance and hope people mean well.
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Thanks for commenting. I don’t think she had many choices. Let’s hope it turns out well.
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Rachel, you’ve done it once again, capturing us with a fine interesting story to enjoy. Thanks, my friend
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Thank you Charmaine.
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Hmmmmm. Interested in seeing where this ride takes us, Rachel!
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Yes, his decision to help her will have huge implications for them both.
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I really like the premise for this story. Your writing is so polished! Wonderful snippet. 🙂
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Thank you Teresa. That’s very kind.
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I can’t add much to what everyone else has said above – smoothly written, your heroine doesn’t have any good choices and I like your hero’s gallantry! So, excellent excerpt!
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Thanks Veronica.
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Starving people will do desperate things. Very nicely written.
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Thanks Elaine. Yes, sometimes you have to choose what appears to be the lesser of two evils.
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Hope she’s got good instincts, though I don’t blame her for feeling desperate.
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Her instincts are all she has to rely on at present.
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Desperate times call for desperate measures–like getting into a car with a stranger. I hope she doesn’t regret this.
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I think she’s taking what she considers to be the least worst option.
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I hope she doesn’t regret this, but I also understand her choice. Great snippet!
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Thanks, Amy.
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Very sexy. Thanks for sharing.
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Thanks, Kimberly.
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She must have quite a backstory. Can’t wait to find out.
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