I'm married with one son. I grew up on the outskirts of London and Kent but have subsequently lived in various places throughout England. I currently live in The Midlands.I have always been a real book worm and love nothing better than to escape into a story. I can remember sitting in my bedroom when I was about five years old, writing a story about a cat. I decided then that I wanted to be an author ... it just took me a few years to start!I read most genres but particularly enjoy Fantasy: there is something about that genre that challenges the reader to open their mind, to explore their imagination and to let go of the mundane.I'd like to take this opportunity to thank readers for their support. Please come and find me on Facebook: I love making new friends!Kind regards, Lizzie.
Dark Days (The Real World Series, Book Three)by Elizabeth Lord
Elsie is fading fast and her magick is weakened when it is most needed. Gareth’s killers have escaped justice and are being hunted by both Jared and their own family. Chloe is determined to find her missing friend, despite the strange people that now call themselves her family. Liser is still in denial about her feelings towards the Human Peter. James and… See more details below
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Elsie is fading fast and her magick is weakened when it is most needed. Gareth’s killers have escaped justice and are being hunted by both Jared and their own family. Chloe is determined to find her missing friend, despite the strange people that now call themselves her family. Liser is still in denial about her feelings towards the Human Peter. James and Ellie find themselves at the mercy of a depraved and sadistic ‘ghost’: their survival dependent on the whim of a cruel Hunter.
“The Vampire had laughed viciously and instead of killing them, he’d turned them … and then abandoned them to find their own way into immortality”
“He sighed heavily. He hated involving Humans in the Supernatural. It never ended well. Humans had an idealised idea of what the world was, believing themselves to be the superior and ruling species: they fought their petty wars, had their little love affairs, ensured the continuance of their line and then died. They had no idea of what the real world was: of what surrounded them. They lived in an oblivious little bubble.”
“She was immediately distracted, as she returned his desire with an angry passion that he couldn’t help responding to. She pulled him quickly towards the bed, as she whipped his top over his head and he fumbled with hers. They fell in a tangled heap and savagely leapt at each other, desire to brand, mate and mark overwhelming every other thought in their eager bodies.”
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