We are so excited to have published this dangerously dreamy start to a compelling new urban fantasy series by debut author Holly Race. Here’s a little peek into this wonderful book, but we do warn you…this book will invade your sleep and fulfil your fantasy book dreams…
The Tower had always given her chills – twelve years on from her first patrol here, she still hated hearing the screams of the condemned. Even the jewels locked in its belly seemed cold and cursed. She couldn’t think about that now, though. She was so close.
From the bridge, the wolves’ wails distorted inside the limestone walls into a siren, into a warning.
Una took the stairs five at a time. Arrow slits circled the turret like soldiers. The views flicked, staccato, from river to bridge to courtyard and repeat. A woman in heavy brocade slid across the enclosure below, the scars at her throat glittering like rubies. Round Una went, up, up. Another glance. The woman’s chalky face was inches from hers.
Una stumbled back, slipped on a step. Wincing at the pain in her shin, she scrambled to her feet, grabbing the window ledge to pull herself forward.
Fern and Ollie, Una thought, pounding their faces into her mind. Don’t lose control.
The woman in the window broke apart like a dandelion head. Una wished she could do the same. The fear was dragging her down, like a great cloak. Her babies cried out again, through the portal just on the other side of the Tower.
One step up, then two, quicker, quicker. She looked out towards the river.
Instead of water, she saw golden hide. Before she could react, a claw slashed through the window. The skin on her face parted like a zip.
Terror made Una sharp and swift. Dashing the blood from her forehead, she raced onwards. The staircase reverberated with a cacophony of breaking bricks and lead – outside, the treitre was matching her ascent. She erupted onto the roof and flung herself off the ledge. The air shifted against her legs and she knew that the treitre had tried to seize her.
With her focus divided, she struggled to keep her height as she flew above the courtyard. She had to force her mind away from her pursuer and onto the task at hand.
Fern and Ollie called out again.
Nearly there, munchkins.
She was too panicked to clear the tower wall. She hit it instead, using her shoulder to take the brunt of the impact. Gripping the stones, ignoring the pain lancing through her bruised arm, she pulled herself onto the escarpment.
The roof was empty. The street below was clear. Beyond it she glimpsed the portal just one good leap away. She climbed onto the edge of the battlement, measuring the distance, gathering her strength.
The voice was soft, curious, familiar. It was of someone she loved. But how could that be?
Una turned and smiled. She reached out in wonder. Then with a jolt she realised the awful truth.
Fern’s cries, weaving their way through the open portal, echoed around the Tower long after her mother had gone.
Midnight’s Twins by Holly Race is available to buy online and in all good bookstores now! It is also available in Ebook and Audiobook format. Get yours today:
About the Book
Fern King is about to uncover a place that she could not have imagined in all her wildest dreams. Annwn is the dream mirror of our world, a place where Dreamers walk in their slumber, their dreams playing out all around them.
But the world Fern discovers is a fragile one, threatened by vicious nightmares. Nightmares that are harder and harder for the Knights to defeat. Something dark is jeopardising the peace and stability of Annwn, something that must be rooted out at all costs. And gradually, Fern realises that the danger lurking inside our sleep is more insidious and terrifying than any nightmare. Because if you can influence someone’s dreams, you can control their thoughts …
About the Author
Holly Race works as a development executive in the film and TV industry, most recently with Aardman Animations. Holly is a Faber Academy graduate, and Midnight’s Twins is her debut novel and the first in a trilogy. Holly lives in Cambridge with her family.