Power of Passion
"No don't. See if what's on my leg can be moved." She climbed over him and moved to his legs. She grabbed his right leg, it was free. As Erika moved her hands to touch James left leg, she felt a thick liquid mass. It didn't feel like ice. She shun the torch on his leg. It was blood. James leg was under several tonnes of timber. If she attempted to push this, she knew another cave in would occur. She tried to locate the source of the blood. It was difficult to see anything in all that lumber. She thought a shaft of wood could have penetrated his leg. Maybe she could try to move some of the wood away, but as she tried to, debris began to fall on them and James was screaming in pain. She stopped and looked at James who had just slumped back on the ice from pain. ---------------------------------- A short tale of deceit, tragedy, passion, erotic love and loss. Erika, a simple girl from Jersey, spends Christmas with a wealthy family to save herself. Tragedy envelopes her charade of lies, which leads to unknown feelings for the enemy. A year later during Christmas, she has to endeavour another misfortune which may change her whole life. Erika may be living in sin and she has no idea.
- Paperback | 140 pages
- 152.4 x 228.6 x 8.13mm | 263.08g
- 10 Mar 2015
- Createspace Independent Publishing Platform
- United States
- black & white illustrations