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In honour of Halloween, here's a trick and a treat from The Lion & The Wolf. I'll leave you to decide what the trick is. The Lion knew that sin well enough; the sin of being born with his mother’s last breath brought censure upon his head from her grieving family. He had long ago... Continue Reading →
This is the last of the Victorian spin-offs I have outlined for NaNoWriMo. It's a companion tale of Two Souls & a Pocket Watch, and it will feature my favourite foppish archangel, Uriel. I was twelve years old the first time I summoned a well-demon to the garden. Sitting by the well in his garden,... Continue Reading →
I love a good rabbit hole. I fell into this one with a mouldering duke and came out with the chills. Back in 2015, for the first time ever, I started writing with the barest bones of a partial outline. For me, that was a list of six scenes with a short paragraph explaining what... Continue Reading →
This is part of a scene from Moonstruck Consent, book 4 of NTSR, which features vampires, angels, demons, werewolves, vaewolves and other vae breeds. *** Gravel sprayed behind me as I pelted along the side of the cottage, then I was on firm ground, grateful that nobody had taken my boots away. I darted through... Continue Reading →
This is a partial scene from Cascadence of Truth, the sixth and final book of NTSR. The series features angels, demons, vampires, werewolves, vaewolves and other vae breeds. CONTENT WARNING: bloody scene. Leia is called in to fix Hazy's injuries after she's found bleeding down a wall in the skanky flat above the Jade Forest.... Continue Reading →
From Roots and Wings, book two of the Not the Same River series. A vaewolf turns up at the priory. Stupid vaewolf. *** “Don’t look,” said Seth, because Archer was already turning around. “Just pretend we’re still talking.” Archer made a good effort, but Amethyst looked kind of constipated. “How many?” Daniel whispered. “One, I... Continue Reading →
Cascadence of Truth is book six of the Not The Same River series. This is part of an early scene from the first draft. When you get home all sweaty from training and there's a perfectly turned out archangel begging for a favour ... *** When I got home from training, Uriel was waiting for... Continue Reading →
From Legacies Unmasked, book 5 of Not the Same River. *** A multicoloured girl sat on a multicoloured sofa, watching us. As we fanned out, Albert towards a shelf of tiny painted soldiers, Lucifer towards a giant, wind-up snow globe, and me towards the windows to figure out where the light came from, the multicoloured... Continue Reading →
This is part of the first scene from Of Blood and Oil, book 3 of the Not the Same River series. Violet's sister has gone missing, and the only clue is a shrine dedicated to a dead person filled with photos of them looking not-so-dead on the London Underground. *** That’s what we were doing... Continue Reading →
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