Did you enjoy the teaser yesterday, hmm? Did it leave you wanting more? I hope so, for here is more, feast your eyes upon the first chapter of my new spanking series, The Witches of St Bestoras.
“Glass wouldn’t melt in her face.”
“What?” I asked, looking over at the girl next to me. Like me, she was clad in the dark, prickly uniform of St Bestoras Holy College for the Dark Arts, and also like me, she wore a fierce glower on her features.
“Glass. It wouldn’t melt in her face,” she repeated, gesturing towards the dour looking woman with the golden wings embroidered on her robes who was doing her best to assemble the thirty or so first years who were arriving at St Bestoras into some kind of order.
“Glass wouldn’t melt in anyone’s face,” I pointed out.
“Precisely.”
