Ella Grey likes to tell stories which feature very human characters, even if those characters sprout fur or can conjure fire with a click of their fingers…
There is no such thing as a perfect human being, since we all have our flaws. It makes sense that the best characters have flaws as well. Fiona Fire-Tongue is a witch with the ability to conjure fire. She’s also a thief and has terrible taste in men. Who can’t identify with that, well at least the terrible taste in men part? Fiona doesn’t suffer fools gladly and she knows her latest boyfriend is trouble. She just doesn’t know what angle he’s playing. Two of my favorite characters of all time are Harry Dresden and Stephanie Plum. Harry with his ability to cheat death, more or less and Stephanie who goes through cars at an alarming pace. Flawed characters who we follow through thick and thin. The good and the bad.
Fiona is driven by revenge. When she was little her parents were murdered due to something her sister had done. When Meredith vanished, she disappeared with the answers to what happened that night. Unsure if her sister is dead, Fiona is willing to go to extra-ordinary lengths to find her, even if it means making a deal with the Goddess of the Underworld herself, Hel.
I hope readers get behind Fiona and follow her on her journey. The story has five instalments, each with a distinct beginning, middle and end. The overall arch is Fiona searching her for sister. It promises to be fun as Fiona works for clients and juggles her new responsibilities because she about to realize you shouldn’t make deals with death.
What characters stick in your mind?
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A Touch of Death Blurb:
There is nothing Fiona Fire-Tongue won’t do for revenge. Even make a deal with the Goddess of the Underworld.
It was supposed to be simple. Just break into a vampire’s office and steal a gem. With an unwanted partner in tow, it may get complicated. The air elemental has plans of his own, but he’s about to learn that if you piss off a fire witch it is at your own peril.
He was a good-looking guy, no doubt about it. A Sylph, which meant he was more element held together by will than a flesh and blood human. Light blue hair was brushed away from an angular face and piercing eyes that matched his hair. Elementals weren’t tied to any particular shape but the one he’d chosen had an interesting effect on something a lot lower than my heart. He’d managed to charm his way right into my bed and became my partner for my current plan.
It had bad idea written all over it.