Just when I thought I was due a break, more drama comes banging on my door. Seems an old favor is past due, and someone’s hitting on me for payment. I’ve no problem with that—I pay what I owe—but it’s like the fuse got lit on a bomb full of nasty. Half my friends have to run and hide, and the other half start acting crazy and keeping secrets. Then I learn there’s more trouble coming, and it’s from the other side of The Wall. You heard me—the Fae are coming to get us. And so is my past. Here I go again. Time to save the worlds. All of them.
Worlds End is the eighth and final volume of The Bloodfire Chronicles, by Robin Marr. Jane and her friends must dig deeper than ever before to save everything from enemies old and new. A gripping, emotional end to the series.
My family is from Scotland, along the coast to the east of Edinburgh not far from Prestonpans, East Lothian. It’s a quiet place, a fishing town, but we have a claim to fame. Back in 1745, Bonnie Prince Charlie had a set-to with a rag-tag army of George II’s Redcoats and, as you could say, kicked their arse. These days I live in Lincolnshire, with my partner and two dragons currently disguising themselves as cats – something to do with worship and pampering being far more enjoyable than all that pillaging. I’ve no impressive credentials to validate my writing, other than the years, decades, I spent reading across anything to do with fantasy, science fiction, paranormal, and just about everything that wasn’t part of the mundane world.
And, for not at least, I’ve settled on Urban Fantasy as my writing ‘home’. I hope you get as much pleasure out of reading them as I did when I could finally close each file and say ‘thank heavens that’s finished’. :)