In theory I am working on three different stories right now. Here are their first lines, please share your own :)
Xeras had the brining barrel between his knees, and positioned the bung over the hole on the top. (Lover of Ghosts)
“Denizens of Gambit show distinct founder effects both in terms of measurable genetic compliments and deep-seated behavioral tendencies,” the U.P. anthologist droned from the lecturn. (The Game)
Murl hung from the windowsill, with the fingertips of one hand. (untitled)
...and from the last story I submitted:
“If you want to keep your sister out of my bedchamber you will do this small thing for me,” Old Man Jeryl said. (Wolfkin)
Edited to add: that one now contracted to Samhain :) :) :)
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Cute, Em. Love the first one.
Here's the first line of my 4 current works in progress.
Secrets&Lies:
Connor Drake leaned against the large, circular bar set dead-center in the middle of the cavernous room and took a languorous sip from the long neck beer bottle he held between his thumb and forefinger.
Untitled:
Most of his friends thought Caleb had a cushy gig, working as a gopher at an all inclusive hedonism resort during his summer breaks from college. They were wrong.
Subterfuge:
Safe, sane and consensual weren’t words Asher would ever use to describe the little slice of hell he was observing.
Bent:
Working on your birthday sucks ass, Celia thought as she finished her paperwork for the day and began sorting through the mail she’d neglected all week.
Amanda Young
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