Give me a sentence from your novel...
Changeling, Book One of the Fey Touched trilogy
In the nocturnal peace of Lizzy’s bedroom, that was lit only by the dim shards of light from a newly risen crescent moon, the thud of her jewellery box hitting the hard wooden floor and snapping open seemed amplified.
A bonus line from a book that's currently cooking in a draw while I finish Fey Touched...
Stolen, Book One of the Stolen Stories
"Stella, I'm sorry... I didn't... fuck..." his hands landed against her upper arms, and despite the thick fabric of her tunic Reilly could feel that she was chilled through, morphing his apologetic grimace into a deep frown of concern, "Darling, you're like ice... how long have you been out here?"















