This is set in an enclosed community where much of the way of life is pre-industrial. It seems idyllic, but turns out not to be. Sylvie, the young heroine, is only one who can see how things really are. The hero and heroine are young and all of the adult characters are unsympathetic, mad, bad, si...
She’d been looking forward to this special day for so long, ever since she realised that the Dark Moon would fall at Samhain. She’d always felt drawn to the magic of the Dark Moon, always felt a thrill of power shiver through her when the stars glittered in a moonless sky. She didn’t know that sh...
There was much speculation about which Magus would favour; whipping or banishment. Most agreed that whipping was more likely, for Buzz hadn’t actually forced Rosie and he was after all Magus’ eldest son. Yul had his doubts and wasn’t convinced that Magus would do anything at all, despite his repu...
Magus’ body filled the door frame and the sun gleamed on his ash-blond hair. ‘Bright blessings, Sylvie! Put your shoes on. I’m taking you out for a walk.’ ‘Okay. I’ll get Mum.’ ‘No, just you and me. That’s alright with you, isn’t it Miranda?’ She’d followed Sylvie out of the kitchen and looked a ...
Because of Yul’s reluctance to let her take on the role of Student Counsellor, she hadn’t had any data to lose when the virus had hit Stonewylde’s network. All the youngsters finishing Hall School this summer had been interviewed and she was now working through the year group below, as they’d soo...
‘We’ll go to your mother’s rooms. Cherry!’ He’d seen Cherry below, in the hall, and half carried Sylvie down the stairs. ‘Cherry, I’m taking Sylvie over to Miranda in the Tudor wing. We don’t have a lot of time. Get her something to eat quickly – anything – and bring it there, would you?’ ‘Yes, s...