Talents
come in many guises.
William
and Belinda, two genetically altered individuals meet years after leaving the
government-rearing nursery for genetically altered infants. Their late
development allowed them to escape a life devoted to the government's defence
departments. If their skills are now discovered they are in danger of
conscription by the government.
William,
whose talent is to move through space between locations in the blink of an eye,
has devoted his life to protecting other ex-nursery adults. Belinda
occasionally uses her talent, lifting objects of great weight with her
thoughts. Their meeting leads to love and a raft of problems both struggle to
overcome.
Can they
trust each other enough to allow love to bloom? Can they risk the renewed
attention of the Defence Department?
A Talent
for Loving explores an alternate reality and discovers the one talent neither
Belinda nor William can control - love.
Teaser:
She looked at him as he gazed out to sea. His
thick brown hair hugged his head and small curls tucked around his ears. She
tightened her arm around his waist and leaned into his chest. So far the day
has been lovely. The view from the touring bus was so much better with higher
expansive views than travelling the Great Ocean Road
“The surf’s building. There’s a blow on the
way.” He pointed to the south. “See the breakers out there? They’re coming
closer by the minute. I bet the wind gets up when they get closer to shore.”
She followed his gaze and looked out to sea
before glancing back to the surf below them. Could that black dot be a seal? Or
was it a surfer in a wetsuit? Oh God! No! She shook his arm and prodded his
shoulder.
“Wills, is that a person in the surf? Whoever
it is seems to be going out rather than swimming in. What do you think?”
Together they peered, watching closely until
an arm was raised. Then a flailing and the dot disappeared.
“I think it’s a child. Here.” He pulled free,
tore off his jacket and tossed it to her. In a second his shirt came off and
he’d stepped out of his trousers and shoes in one fluid movement. Another
breath and he’d gone. All that remained beside her were his dropped clothes.
He’d jumped.
Sure enough when she looked there were now
two black dots in the surf, one larger than the other. Already the surf had
grown and running through the waves a channel of calm water cut its way out
past the breakers. Its smooth surface looked deceptively calm to anyone who
didn’t know how to read the surf. This strong strip of undertow would have
pulled the child out and she could see William moving across the surf, parallel
with the breakers, away from the slicing strip that threatened to pick them up
and carry them further out.
She
hadn’t even known he could swim. Surely he must be a strong swimmer? Why else
leap into climbing surf? Another hole in the knowledge she had of William’s
abilities.
Alone on the cliff edge she stared in horror,
realising the danger he’d put himself in and she locked her gaze on the two
black dots and concentrated as hard as she could. Would it work? Anything was
worth a try, because standing here, windswept and abandoned, clutching the
wooden railing with her one free hand wasn’t going to be of any use to William
if she didn’t try and do something. With everything to lose if it didn’t work
she locked her gaze onto the spot in the roiling water where he’d been visible
a second beforehand and took her consciousness into the surf to search for him.
About the Author
Virginnia De Parte
writes futuristic fiction, spiced with romance and adventure. She has three
romances published as e-books by Secret Cravings Publishing and has just
completed the fourth in the series about the genetically-altered Corban
family.
Total-e-Bound has
accepted a short novella to include in an anthology and also as a single
release in June. Watch out for ‘Memoirs of Lady Montrose’. Be warned, it’s
erotic.
Her other love is writing poetry and she is
published in this genre as well, both on line and in hard copy.
A love words, and
changing the way they are arranged, drives her writing. She endeavours to
insert poetic prose into her fiction.
Setting her stories in the future allows her imagination to run riot and
she waits for the world to catch up with her inventions, instead of having her
work dated by the constant, present-day advances made in technology.
Virginnia belongs
to writing groups and on-line critique lists, all of whom help to keep her
on-track and well edited.
She lives in the
aptly named Bay
of Plenty , New Zealand
www.virginniadeparte.blogspot.co.nz
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