Water matted his black hair into spikes and peppered his skin with a fresh sheen. If I shut my eyes I could still see the one who bound me, his smile bright as the white sun as he emerged from our latest dip in the sea. I fought the sudden urge to bury my face... Continue Reading →
I want this to be true!
Finishing Ohre tonight, or I'm falling into a pit of despair! Well, maybe not despair, but frustration, certainly.
QEYA “It suited her, to be named after one of the most beautiful and poisonous flowers on our world.”-Ohre, Book 2 in the Heaven’s Edge series
You're never to old to start 🙂