Monday, 8 October 2018
Excerpt: Something Wicked by Emery Nicolson
In the spirit of October - and blogoween! - I bring you a cool sounding paranormal romance from author Emery Nicolson!
I may be being unduly influenced by the novel being set both in Edinburgh and down my current neck of the woods but at 99p I'm gonna be hitting the 1-click!
The winds of change are blowing… And something wicked is brewing in the dark.
Millie Lockhart is descended from a long line of powerful witches but that doesn’t mean she has the
foresight to avoid being stood up by her blind date, nor the courage to change her miserable life.
Stuck in a rut and unappreciated by her family, Millie must make a choice when fate throws the
criminally sexy Colm Walker her way. A choice between a man who is a complete anathema to her
family – but makes Millie feel alive - or to languish in her status quo.
Saying yes to Colm Walker could make all of Millie’s dreams come true… Or it could cost her
Including her life.
Something Wicked was originally published as a 20,000 word novella back in 2015. It has been
modified and extended into a full-length novel of over 65,000 words.
This book is written in British English which means British spellings and idiom.
It feels like I’ve just fallen asleep when I’m awoken by someone obnoxiously ringing my doorbell, over and over and over again.
Blinking sticky eyes open, I roll over and check the time on my phone screen. Seven o clock! Who in the right bloody mind goes knocking on someone’s door at that time on a Saturday? It’s cruel! It’s unnatural! But whoever the knob head is they aren’t buggering off like I’d hoped they would, leaving me no choice but to get out of bed and answer the bloody door.
“Alright, alright! I’m coming!” I yell, as I stomp down the hall, and flick on a light before taking a peek through the peephole.
“Bitch!” I shout through the door as I start releasing the locks. There are quite a few, so it's a bit of a slow process, but when you live in a basement apartment, I feel you can’t be too careful.
“Stop your whining Lockhart! I’ve got to be at work in an hour and details can’t wait!”
Pulling the door open, I’m faced with the happy smiling face of my BFF Sarah. I fucking hate morning people, as a whole, but at least this pre-dawn menace has the decency to come bearing gifts.
“Do I smell bacon?” I ask, as she marches past me with a brown bag of goodness and a cup holder with two coffees.
“Hell yes its bacon. You think I’d be stupid enough to wake the bear without bringing a sacrifice?”
Emery Nicolson lives in the south of England with her husband, son and assorted fur babies. In her spare time, she likes to think about writing, binge watch tv shows, read and partake of pyjama-themed dance parties often while drinking spiced rum from a mug.
Something Wicked is her first novel.