Believe it or not, we have a BRAND NEW book hurtling your way soon. I didn’t write it. David didn’t write it. It’s something entirely new by someone entirely new. Well, someone entirely new to you. His parents at the very least are quite familiar with him.
You’re going to hear a lot more about that book and that writer soon, but in the meantime, I thought I’d share a tasty morsel from the first draft I’m currently beavering away on. This book is still a little way off from reaching your hands, but I’m having a lot of fun writing it, so I thought I’d share a shiny sliver for you to gaze upon.
Have at it:
“She turned to see a man looking at her with disdain. The expression sat comfortably upon his face, suggesting it was not unusual for him to wear it.
‘I’m sorry… sorry…’ said Verity.
The man clicked his fingers and a bright red, half-eaten apple, apparently knocked from his grasp by their collision, rose from the ground at his feet and into his long-fingered hand.
The man took a bite and regarded her.
He was tall, considerably beyond six feet, and his skin was the hue of virgin snow. His cheeks were razors, his hair untamed black waves that reached to the nape of his neck.
And then there was his coat.
It was long, reaching down to his ankles, and fitted so well it seemed as though it could almost have been a part of him. The coat was a dark purple that was somehow also vibrant. But it was the lining that truly caught the eye. As she’d turned to face her obstruction, the man had brushed down the line of his marvelous coat, causing it to briefly flap open and reveal a lining that appeared as though it had been stitched with the heavens. Verity, in the second the lining was visible to her, was sure she saw moons, and planets, and shooting stars.
‘I don’t know where I am,’ said Verity quietly to the man.
His frown somehow became yet more pronounced. ‘There is something… unusual, about you.’ “
That’s your lot for now, you’ll spoil your appetite.