Sadly, there are countless others who fail to understand the importance of story. I find myself impressed by a small handful of filmmakers and writers who understand story structure, stretching beyond the page and into the final products. One of the things I do is I read a lot of scripts that come my way in some form or another, and even watch the works of the talented individuals from our local community. I spend my time doing various things to occupy my mind, either it be writing and editing scripts, edit my own personal projects, so on and so forth.
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Whatever is next for Night Watch had better be good, because it is going to be hard to beat this explosive couple.Some days I have a lot of free time at work during long renders and exports. Zane and Jana are just as rocketed by the ever-changing maneuvers of a master puppeteer, but through it all their passion continues to build. Every time you think you have it pinned down, there is another blast to knock you off your feet. “Smoking hot with a non-stop adrenaline rush is the perfect way to describe Eternal Flame. Eden’s characters are strong and sexy, the twisty movie-like plot is tight and entertaining, and the book stands well on its own. When Night Watch’s headquarters is attacked, Jana joins Zane in taking down Perseus, dodging an FBI agent with a personal vendetta, and trying to clear Jana’s name. Zane is attracted to Jana and grateful for her help when he’s attacked, but she’s also at the top of his hunt list and he’s determined to bring her in. But Jana isn’t an innocent victim: she’s an Ignitor, a human firestarter, and she’s been hunting non-humans on behalf of shadowy Project Perseus. While stalking a killer, demon-human hybrid Zane rescues Jana Carter from a blazing building.
“The action-packed sequel to 2010’s I’ll Be Slaying You highlights Zane Wynter, another member of Baton Rouge’s supernatural bounty hunter group, Night Watch. The fire was so damn hot, that for an instant, he thought about death. He held her close against his chest and ran back down the stairs. Zane grabbed the woman, lifted her high into his arms. “H-help…m-me…” She shuddered again, her body rubbing against his. He glanced up, saw the cracks and rolling fire in what was left of the ceiling. The roof groaned above them, a long, low rumble that couldn’t be a good sign. “K-kill…m-me…he was…g-gonna…” She broke off, coughing, choking, just like him. The woman-small, curvy, shaking-threw her body against his and held on with all her strength. He coughed, choking on the smoke that thickened the air. Chunks of the ceiling fell, hitting close to him, and the heat scorched his skin. He saw a shadow in the smoke, someone hunched over, holding tight to the railing. He ran for the stairs, a long, curving staircase that ended in fire and fury. Seriously, what was worse? “Jacobson, where are you?” The smoke stung his nose and made his eyes water as he thundered through the rooms, searching through the flames.Īnother scream. A demon who’d been hunting and killing for the vampires in Baton Rouge. “Jacobson!” He yelled the bastard’s name. The flames crackled, and the house fell around him. One kick and he knocked down the front door.
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Zane raced forward, even as the windows of the antebellum exploded, sending glass raining down on him. He took a breath, squared his shoulders, and knew that he had to go into that damn house. Not just the killer he wanted, but maybe an innocent trapped in that inferno, too. He stilled at the sound because that-that was a woman’s scream. No sense getting ash on it.Ī scream burst from inside the house. He took off his jacket and tossed it onto the ground. After the collar, he’d planned to get a beer and maybe a fuck. A simple night’s work for a Night Watch hunter. Go in, knock out the demon waiting inside, claim his bounty.
This was supposed to have been an easy collar. “Sonofabitch.” The breath of the flames scorched Zane’s skin. A white-hot mountain of flames burned right through the roof of the old three-story antebellum on Francis Street and shot toward the sky, its greedy claws a bright orange in the darkness. Killing, yeah, that was a possibility, but not dying.įire exploded in the night. It was a damn sorry night to die, but then, Zane Wynter didn’t plan on dying.
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