But in the end, you let them live happily ever after, or at least I do.
Being a writer is to experience the most fun you can have with your clothes on.
As a HAPPY VALENTINE'S DAY special, Amazon has my lovestory A Hard Man to Love available for free.
Here's an excerpt from one of the scenes between Rex and Pansy. It's set in 1910, and Pansy believes she has a rare and dangerous condition that means she can't have children, so there are all sorts of reasons why these two should not be attracted to each other. And one of them is in the form of the evil but beautiful Prudence. Anyway, here are Rex and Pansy, and me having a goddess moment:
She knew she’d never feel shame for having kissed him – opened to him – in this way, no matter how well she understood that what she had done was wicked in the eyes of society. She’d never really been alive until now. His vulnerability, his beauty, his hauteur attracted her as a moth is drawn to a flame, only to burn up and die seconds later. She was that moth but she cared only that she was experiencing these few minutes in this room with him. Even if the rest of her life was lonely and miserable, at least she had this short fabulous time with him. She’d cherish these glorious few moments forever, when she felt the extent of his burning desire for her and savoured her short-lived power over him.
“You’re a witch!” he rasped, a smile on
his lips. “An enchantress! I didn’t know what a kiss could mean until now.”
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