Until he crashlands on the Wynne Farm near St Anne, Alderney, Edmund Bolton will have insisted the most prudent thing about himself is his medical degree and his willingness to fight fascists. But of course it’s that island, and that farm – and that family.

Aidan Wynne is tortured by the shame of others and tormented by a freedom he feels he can never possess. Until the handsome military doctor with far too much understanding and far too little self-preservation comes to turn his life on its head.

The war makes fighters of all affected, but none so much as the lovers and those who must love quietly. Often, the fray has less to do with weaponry and bloodshed, and everything to do with keeping tame a passion that seeks to send the world up in flames without burning oneself up in the process.

”Once more into the fray,
into the last good fight I’ll ever know.
Live and die on this day,
live and die on this day.”

Fray is created by Li Walt, an eGlobal Creative Publishing signed author.

FRay

“Er… Welcome home! I wasn’t told to expect you,” Edmund greets, feeling suddenly quite intrusive, as though Aeron is the actual owner of the property and Edmund has been found trespassing.


“Any particular reason you’re still lingering on our doorstep?” Aeron asks, turning a page, but not looking at him.


Edmund resists the urge to glare. “Your brother isn’t well yet and still requires treatment. Your parents have been gracious enough to keep me on.”


Aeron drops his paper then. “I was actually referring to the fact that deserting the military is a capital offence.”


His eyes are, indeed, dark like Aures’, but where hers contain an unending spark of curiosity, his burn lower with a barely controlled rage.


“Not that I owe you any form of explanation, Wynne, but my plane went down,” Edmund responds, leaning back in his chair to cross his arms in front of his chest. 


Chapter 16: One man's ways may be as good as another's, but we all like our own best.