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Before she could fire, Kerry let off another barrage of plasma bolts into the river, then leapt toward her and ripped the severed tentacle from her leg. It flapped around on the wet grass. She scrambled to her knees, still slightly winded and fired at the hideous thing. The foliage around it flared for a moment with an eerie green flame and the tentacle shrivelled into a slimy black mass, emitting a pungent odour and causing her to gag for a moment.
“It seems I was mistaken about the creature being dead.” Kerry prodded the smouldering mass with his boot and looked across over the water. “It is now.” He leaned down and grasped her wrist to haul her to her feet. “Are you hurt?”
“No, I don’t think so.” Her shoulder was sore and probably bruised but she’d live.
She tried to control her shivering. The incident affected her more than she wanted to admit. Kerry’s proximity, naked to the waist, his lithe body shining from the water droplets that still clung to his skin, his legs swathed in tight black leather, did nothing to help.
The last thing she wanted was for him to realise how scared she’d been when she thought a snake attacked her. “Thanks. That was close. It would have been a bit ironic if I’d been killed by the same creature I saved you from.”
She realized he still grasped her wrist. She tried to move away, but he pulled her back, obliging her to turn to him.
“You are trembling.”
“No,” he said. “You’re not.” He pulled her closer and his eyes softened, his gaze holding her mesmerized. She opened her mouth to try to speak, but in the same instant he put his hand under her chin and his lips closed over hers.
Hywela Lyn lives in a small village in England, with her long suffering husband Dave, although her heart remains in her native rural Wales, which inspired much of her writing. Her pen-name, Hywela Lyn is a combination of her first two names. She has always been known by her second name ‘Lyn’ and thought it was time her Welsh first name was used as well! She is a member of The Romance Novelists’ Association (UK) and her local writing group, Chiltern Writers.
Although most of her writing tends to be futuristic, set among the stars, or distant planets, the worlds she creates are usually untainted by crowded cities and technology, embracing the beauty and wildness of nature. Her characters often have to fight the elements and the terrain itself. Her heroes are strong and courageous, and her heroines feisty, brave and strong minded, while still retaining their femininity. However difficult the journey, in the end, love always wins.
A keen animal lover, she has two horses, Harri and T’pau a ‘rescue’ terrier called Choccy, and a ‘feral’ cat, Dusty, employed to do the ‘mousework’ at the stable yard.
When she is not writing or reading, she can usually be found enjoying the outdoors with her horses and dog – or just eating chocolate!
She loves hearing from readers and fellow authors and can be contacted at Lyn@hywelalyn.co.uk