Second paragraph of third chapter:She was still seated in the armchair she had occupied last night, though now imprisoned beneath a settee that had closed over her like a lid. To her right, through the gap between the two clasped pieces of furniture, a piercing arrow of sunlight warmed her skin.
Steampunky novel set in an alternate Raj where Britain ( Read more... )

Had she still bee in love with Ed Grainger, and used me to get to him, guided by drug-induced visions of her future? Or had she merely been a slave to the drug, and craved knowledge of her destiny?
Sent to me by the BSFA last year as a freebie, a novella from Newcon Press about the narrator's love affair with a once-famous actress who has a secret ( Read more... )