It tasted of salt tears and summer days, heating us both with glowing joy and desire.
He put a hand around my waist and pulled me onto the bed next to him. He let out a small grunt of pain when I pressed against him but kissed me harder.
I pulled my lips away just far enough to talk. “I’m sorry. You okay?”
“Worth it.” He smiled like I’d never seen before and his gray eyes sparkled as they stared into mine.
I heard shuffling near the door but couldn’t turn my eyes away from Dean’s.
“Livvy?”
It was my mom. A jolt of worry from her was enough to pull me back from Dean to face her and Dad. They came in and hugged me.
The detective and army of hospital staff I’d tackled through to reach Dean looked over their shoulders, demanding obedience and answers. My parents got rid of them with a few firm words. I backed them up with a few of my own and a little something more, and we were left in peace.
I still clung to Dean’s hand and my parents explained that the hospital called them when they identified me. They said they’d been so worried when I disappeared, but my ‘friend’ explained I’d be away for a while. It seemed to make sense at first, but then they couldn’t understand why they’d accepted that. When they found out I was in hospital it almost killed them.
They had questions for me too. Lots of them. I couldn’t manipulate them the way Jake had, the way I had the hospital staff and detective. I wouldn’t do that to them.
“I made mistakes and fell in with the wrong crowd. I’m sorry. Please don’t ask me too many questions. You won’t like the answers. If we can just leave it at that, I promise I won’t make those mistakes again.”
Maybe one day I would explain more. My parents still embodied concern. They shared a look between them and nodded slowly. I saw my mom look at Dean, and our tightly joined hands.
“And this boy, was he part of the wrong crowd?” Her tone wasn’t accusing. It was soft, tentative with care.
“No. He’s the one who saved me. And I saved him.”
Memory’s Wake
By
Selina Fenech
An illustrated fantasy novel for young adults.
www.memoryswake.com
In a culture of cravats and corsets, a troubled sixteen-year-old stands out in her t-shirt and torn jeans. She takes the name “Memory” because hers are stolen, and she’ll do anything to get them back. Lost in a world not her own, where magic and monstrous fairies are real, Memory has enough to handle just trying to stay alive.
Chased by wizard hunters, hunted by a dragon, stalked by a strange, handsome savage, despised by the fae and wanted by the king himself – everyone is after Memory, and she suspects it’s not just for her eye-catching outfit. Her forgotten past holds dangerous secrets that will change everything.
Memory will fight to get back to a family and home she can’t remember but desperately desires, even at the cost of new friendships and romances. On the run with no name and no memories, she thinks she has nothing left to lose. She couldn’t be more mistaken.
Chapter One
I’m falling, she thought.
Rushing air tore at her like claws and her stomach churned. She knew only darkness and the horrible, hateful wind.
She jolted into consciousness as if waking from a nightmare, one so real, so intense, it left her soul shaken. All she remembered from her dream was the noise; a furious, bellowing rumble, like the call of a hungry dragon from a dark and twisted fairytale. It turned her insides as much as the sensation of falling. Now awake, she couldn’t understand why she still heard it, why she still felt like she plummeted into hell. Some other sound teased her, unidentifiable, lost in the wind.
“What’s happening? Is someone calling me? Where am I?” Pain rampaged through her and the questions fell away. Her scream twisted into a whimper.
A voice reached her. Persistent, hysterical, all static and unclear sounds.
She called out, tearing her
He put a hand around my waist and pulled me onto the bed next to him. He let out a small grunt of pain when I pressed against him but kissed me harder.
I pulled my lips away just far enough to talk. “I’m sorry. You okay?”
“Worth it.” He smiled like I’d never seen before and his gray eyes sparkled as they stared into mine.
I heard shuffling near the door but couldn’t turn my eyes away from Dean’s.
“Livvy?”
It was my mom. A jolt of worry from her was enough to pull me back from Dean to face her and Dad. They came in and hugged me.
The detective and army of hospital staff I’d tackled through to reach Dean looked over their shoulders, demanding obedience and answers. My parents got rid of them with a few firm words. I backed them up with a few of my own and a little something more, and we were left in peace.
I still clung to Dean’s hand and my parents explained that the hospital called them when they identified me. They said they’d been so worried when I disappeared, but my ‘friend’ explained I’d be away for a while. It seemed to make sense at first, but then they couldn’t understand why they’d accepted that. When they found out I was in hospital it almost killed them.
They had questions for me too. Lots of them. I couldn’t manipulate them the way Jake had, the way I had the hospital staff and detective. I wouldn’t do that to them.
“I made mistakes and fell in with the wrong crowd. I’m sorry. Please don’t ask me too many questions. You won’t like the answers. If we can just leave it at that, I promise I won’t make those mistakes again.”
Maybe one day I would explain more. My parents still embodied concern. They shared a look between them and nodded slowly. I saw my mom look at Dean, and our tightly joined hands.
“And this boy, was he part of the wrong crowd?” Her tone wasn’t accusing. It was soft, tentative with care.
“No. He’s the one who saved me. And I saved him.”
Memory’s Wake
By
Selina Fenech
An illustrated fantasy novel for young adults.
www.memoryswake.com
In a culture of cravats and corsets, a troubled sixteen-year-old stands out in her t-shirt and torn jeans. She takes the name “Memory” because hers are stolen, and she’ll do anything to get them back. Lost in a world not her own, where magic and monstrous fairies are real, Memory has enough to handle just trying to stay alive.
Chased by wizard hunters, hunted by a dragon, stalked by a strange, handsome savage, despised by the fae and wanted by the king himself – everyone is after Memory, and she suspects it’s not just for her eye-catching outfit. Her forgotten past holds dangerous secrets that will change everything.
Memory will fight to get back to a family and home she can’t remember but desperately desires, even at the cost of new friendships and romances. On the run with no name and no memories, she thinks she has nothing left to lose. She couldn’t be more mistaken.
Chapter One
I’m falling, she thought.
Rushing air tore at her like claws and her stomach churned. She knew only darkness and the horrible, hateful wind.
She jolted into consciousness as if waking from a nightmare, one so real, so intense, it left her soul shaken. All she remembered from her dream was the noise; a furious, bellowing rumble, like the call of a hungry dragon from a dark and twisted fairytale. It turned her insides as much as the sensation of falling. Now awake, she couldn’t understand why she still heard it, why she still felt like she plummeted into hell. Some other sound teased her, unidentifiable, lost in the wind.
“What’s happening? Is someone calling me? Where am I?” Pain rampaged through her and the questions fell away. Her scream twisted into a whimper.
A voice reached her. Persistent, hysterical, all static and unclear sounds.
She called out, tearing her
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