Every Sunday I share Six Sentences from one of my books or current WIP
Today’s excerpt is from the third Coven of Desire book, Whisper. Layla learns the truth about the hot punk in the library.
“Look—” Reaching a hand out, I cupped his shoulder.
Or I tried to.
Cold stabbed up my arm like a bush of thorns and my fingers slipped right through the man’s flesh. A blast without sound burst from the stranger. It blanketed away the lights, casting the library into shadows only punctured by the sun peeking through barred-off windows. I ripped my hand out of the nothing of his chest.