Saturday, 9 July 2011


This week's extract continues the story of Petay from The Thalladium, one of my WIPs. Enjoy.

I brushed the hair away from his forehead, which burned to the touch. Dismayed, I tried to keep the threads of my composure woven together. Fraying wouldn’t help anyone.

“Petay?” The beautiful brown eyes focussed on my face. “Can I look at the bite? ..."