Readers on Deadline (ROD) is a monthly Deadline Dame feature where we post an intriguing image and invite readers to be inspired and share the results in up to 250 words right here in the comments.
Important! We’re changing the deadline to two weeks. So entries will have to be in by midnight when Dame Rinda posts her next Deadline Dames post. We’ve had some wonderful entries slide in just a tad late. Sometimes, we need a little more than a week to let something sit before polishing it, eh? So, the next deadline is midnight Wednesday, January 13th. The Dames will pick the one that most intrigues us, post that entry in the next month’s ROD along with a link to that writer/reader’s site-if there is one. And you get a prize!
( We’d like to add a request for our readers not to re-post pictures. Some are stock photos and those are fine, but quite a few of them are used with written permission from the artist. Thanks! )
The winner of ROD #10 is Kat! Congratulations Kat! This is a very intriguing entry and I for one would love to know how this character redeems herself. Good job!
“Give it back.”
“Oh, darling,” she said, a smile sliding across her face. “You signed in blood. That’s about as permanent as it gets.”
“We had a deal,” I said desperately, clutching the back of the pew with one hand for support. “I wanted a child. You gave me an abomination.”
“Yes, well, you didn’t specify which kind of child. Devil’s in the details, honey. You should have checked the fine print.”
My mouth went dry at her words and I realized this meeting was a lost cause, about as lost as my soul. I pressed a hand against my distended belly, feeling the thing inside me kick against the pressure of my fingers. It hated me as much as I hated it, this monstrosity that I carried.
“Let me sell you something else,” I begged. “Something, anything, in exchange for you getting this thing out of me.”
I watched as she leaned forward in the dim light of the church, only shadows where her eyes should have been. “You’ve got nothing left to offer. Don’t waste your breath.”
“I’ve got money—”
She laughed, the sound echoing eerily through the empty church. “Mortal currency is useless. You know that.”
I scratched my fingernails over my blouse, a ragged edge catching on the soft silk. All I could hear was my own breathing and the faint sound of traffic out on the street.
The confession came easily enough. “My sister has a son.”
“Really?” The demon smiled. “Tell me more.”
This incredibly sinister image is by Lena Povrzenic. This is a free to use image, but the creator has asked for notification when it is. 🙂
The winner gets a copy of Dame Rachel Vincent’s newest young adult release in her Soul Screamers series!
My Soul to Save by Rachel Vincent
When Kaylee Cavanaugh screams, someone dies.
So when teen pop star Eden croaks onstage and Kaylee doesn’t wail, she knows something is dead wrong. She can’t cry for someone who has no soul.
The last thing Kaylee needs right now is to be skipping school, breaking her dad’s ironclad curfew and putting her too-hot-to-be-real boyfriend’s loyalty to the test. But starry-eyed teens are trading their souls: a flickering lifetime of fame and fortune in exchange for eternity in the Netherworld—a consequence they can’t possibly understand.
Kaylee can’t let that happen, even if trying to save their souls means putting her own at risk….