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Number of pages: 275
Word Count: 90,000
Cover Artist: Olivia Smith
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Sixteen year old Wisteria Kuti has two options—track the infected around the Isle of Smythe or leave the only known safe haven and face a world infested with flesh eating biters. But even with well-armed trackers, things go wrong and Wisteria ends up alone facing certain death, until she is rescued by the mysterious Bach. Uninfected, Bach is able to survive among the hordes of living dead.
Eighteen year old Bach, from a race known as The Family, has no interest in human affairs. He was sent here to complete his Great Walk and return home as a man—as a Sen Son. The Family regard humans as Dirt People, but Bach is drawn to this Terran girl, whom he has never seen before, but somehow knows.
Hunted by flesh eaters, cannibals, and the mysterious blood thirsty group called Red Phoenix, Wisteria and Bach make their way back to the Isle of Smythe, a community built on secrets and lies.
As she walked back to the ridge of the roof,
Bach’s heart went with her. Someone had tried to hurt her. Tried to damage what
belonged to him, and who he belonged to.
He started to feel dizzy from the volumes of
strangle weed planted in the front of her house.
“Thank you so much for coming and for the
guitar. It’s perfect.” She gave it back to him.
“No, it is yours, Wisteria.” He refused to
take it. “Do you not like it?”
“No, I love it. It’s so beautiful.”
“Then keep it.” He kissed her neck.
Knowing—hoping—his touch would soothe her pain, but he hadn’t come here to
“Bach.” She used her instrument as a shield as
she moved away from him. “It’s a bad idea. You won’t understand.”
“You are right. I do not get why you would
refuse something you apparently love,” he whispered while rubbing her forearms
and taking in her scent.
“If I accept your kindness, then I’ll have to
face the consequences. I don’t know if I can face those.”
“You cannot face accepting my kindness, or is
it accepting me that you cannot face?”
“Tell me that you do not feel the same,” he
whispered. “That the moment you first saw me that I did not get inside your
head. Tell me that you do not think about me all of the time when we are not
The dark-eyed girl did not answer.
Wishing he could will her to speak, he pressed
her against his chest. Briefly, he noticed a black spot at the base of her
neck, where he had kissed her, and then it was gone. “Okay, Wisteria. Then tell
me that you want me to leave, and that you do not care if you never ever see me
again.” He felt like someone else was speaking for him, once again. The
questions became pointless as he found himself still planting kisses along her
neck and the sides of her face.
“I can’t tell you that, Bach,” she replied
softly, her voice breaking. “Because it’s not true.” She wrapped her arms
around him and held him tightly.
Desperately wanting to kiss her
luscious-looking lips, he leaned into her.
Wisteria reached up to him, tugging his head
down as she stood on the very tips of her toes, seemingly just as eager to
taste his lips.
“Wisteria, I cannot.” He broke away before it
happened. “I do not want this.”
* * * *
Wrapping her arms around herself, she moved
away from him. Once again, humiliated and feeling foolish. “Goodnight, Bach!”
She strode angrily to the side of the roof in order to climb down.
He grabbed her and held her back
guy came here just to tease her, yet again! Didn’t he
know he was hurting her? Didn’t
he care? "I'm tired of all this nonsense. I'm actually tired and need some sleep. I'm done with this. All ofthis!" She should've left the roof when she saw him appear. "Let go, so I can go."
"Wisteria, it is not that.” Exhaling heavily,
he released her. “My people could kill you if they knew I wanted you.”
This wasn’t at all what she’d expected him to
“I am in love with you. I do not know why, but
I am. And it is selfish, because I just want you for myself.” Sadness filled
his eyes as he spoke.
“Why would they do that to me?”
“Because you are human and because we see
humans as Terran, or dirt people.”
“And you believe that too? So why are you
here, living among us, if we’re so disgusting?”
“You are not disgusting. You are beautiful.”
Rubbing his temples, he seemed troubled and bewildered. “I came to Terra as a
rite of passage. To be considered a man, to take a journey and experience the
“I chose Terra, or Earth, because I came here
as a child. Your people treated me so badly in the past. When I learned about
the Nero disease, I wanted to see your world.” He paused. “You were right when
you said there was something wrong with me.”
“Bach, it cannot be that bad.” Stepping up to
him, she stroked her fingers along his biceps.
The sweet motion made him smile at her, but he
still looked distressed.
“Like about Garfield, you let him live with
you. And now you’re here with me.”
“You are not like the rest.”
“Neither are you. You’re not so cold and cruel
like Enric or patronizing like Felip. They think they’re better than us. You
just hate people because you’re a jerk, Bach.”
“Ha.” Bach laughed. “A jerk?”
“You’re a big jerk.” As the final word
rolled from her lips, he kissed her.
She was stunned for a second. His lips tasted
like a strange, tantalizing spice.
He squeezed her against his larger frame and
rested his right hand on the small of her back.
She fidgeted, unsure about what to do with her
hands. She tried to kiss him back, but she struggled because she was so short.
Book Trailer. Wisteria (Bach's View)
Bisi Leyton was born in East London in 1978. She grew up in London, Nigeria and the States, listening to the stories life and love from aunts, cousins and big sisters.
She lives in London, but has worked around Europe including France, Germany, Ireland, Belgium and the Czech Republic. She has a fondness for reading graphic novels.
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