Author Elizabeth Lane
by Elizabeth Lane
Excerpt from "Lydia"
“You’re the lying scum of the earth, Sarah Parker, “or whatever your name is. I’ve hanged nobler souls than you, and I won’t have
my nieces and nephews growing up under your influence. I won’t have my
sister—ouch!” Donovan snarled as the stinging alcohol penetrated raw flesh.
Sarah had never realized words could hurt so much. Inwardly she recoiled as if he had struck her, but nothing showed in her face. Whatever happened, she could not let him see how deeply he had wounded her. She could not give him the satisfaction, or the power.
Gulping back tears, she forced her features into an icy mask. “I’ll not have you telling me where I can or can’t make my home,” she declared coldly. “Do your worst, Donovan. It won’t make any difference. I can be stubborn as a mule, and I’m not going anywhere.”
“Then you’re a fool…!”