Thursday, April 11, 2013

Virginnia de Parté

by Virginnia de Parté

His talent is jumping between locations. Her talent is moving objects with her mind. Can they share their secrets and develop a talent for loving? 

Talents come in many guises.

William and Belinda, two genetically altered individuals meet years after leaving the government-rearing nursery for genetically altered infants. Their late development allowed them to escape a life devoted to the government's defence departments. If their skills are now discovered they are in danger of conscription by the government.

William, whose talent is to move through space between locations in the blink of an eye, has devoted his life to protecting other ex-nursery adults. Belinda occasionally uses her talent, lifting objects of great weight with her thoughts. Their meeting leads to love and a raft of problems both struggle to overcome.

Can they trust each other enough to allow love to bloom? Can they risk the renewed attention of the Defence Department?

A Talent for Loving explores an alternate reality and discovers the one talent neither Belinda nor William can control - love.


There it was again.

That tickling on the edge of her safety net. She always put her confusion barrier up when in the city.  Anyone wanting to approach her would be stifled at five paces away, their decision to approach would waver and hopefully they would give up their effort.  Any other pedestrian, not concerned or not noticing her would walk right on through it.  It was a handy device that kept her safe and a secret she shared that put her mother’s mind at rest.

Besides, you never knew when someone from the ‘Nursery’ might be checking up on your life.  Cursed people.  Thank God she’d escaped, been adopted by loving indulgent parents and was managing to live her life to the fullest

The sensation tickled her back again and she stopped mid-stride, turned and looked down the street.  There he was again, the same young man who’d stared at her in the supermarket the other day while she’d been shopping with her mother. He had to be about her own age - too young to be a government agent. What did he want from her?  Probably some creep who stalked people, unless it was a co-incidence? Could he be g-altered too?

Did he recognize her from the Nursery?  The children had mixed socially when they were growing up until the magic age of seven. Any friendships formed were then split asunder as some stayed, some were adopted and some seemed to vanish overnight. His face didn’t ring any bells in her memory. Had he been adopted as well? To be out in the world he must have. Those ‘conscripted’ didn’t enjoy the luxury of free will.

She ran her gaze slowly over him, taking in his tall frame, broad shoulders and thick, dark hair.  He met her gaze with equal interest before she turned and walked on. She could feel his indecision prickling again behind her. If he really wanted to talk to her then her confusion barrier would be stopping him.  A smile tugged at the corner of her mouth. She could feel his puzzled thoughts bouncing off her barrier, as other pedestrians streamed past close to her and wove between them. No doubt he couldn’t work out how they could get close to her and he couldn’t. 

She wondered if he’d work out how break through the barrier. No one else had so far. It wasn’t that she was against men or found the opposite sex unattractive. It was simply a matter of safety first. On reaching the corner she took the steps into the train station at a run, glad to be out of the wind and stopped to read the digital notice board’s moving message.  There was a ten minute wait till her next train on Platform three. Should she get a coffee to sip on the train?  She checked her barrier, no tickling, no irritation. He must have given up, or moved away.  Pity, obviously no stickability. He’d looked rather nice too. Ah well, he might try again and she just might let him approach next time.

by Virginnia De Parte

In the near future genetically altered individuals live among the wider population, not always trusted, wanted or even accepted. Jill Corban, a nurse from a  g-altered family is  looking for ways to control her chameleon genes. A vacation in to visit her family teaches her these skills and a meeting with Dr. Michael Scott offers her a chance at the kind of love she’s given up hope of ever finding.
Their romance takes a dusty trip through the heartland of Australia, blending tales of the Dream Time with adventure. Is their attraction to each other strong enough to survive the challenges of prejudice, a time stopping rescue, and challenges to Michaels research programme?

Can their desire survive these events and grow into love?      

Discover the beauty of the Red Desert and how the power of love can change a life, for Love’s Red Heart beats within us all.


That night, as she did every night, she polished her memories of the day and stored them away for the future. Every detail recorded and filed, she silently called to Michael. I’m safe. Charlie will take me home. She hoped he heard her. Somewhere, out there under the same sky, slept the handsome Maori healer who’d stolen her heart. Would he get back to Alice Springs before she left? She wanted to tell him she didn’t care if he only wanted Maori genes, he might have to make do with chameleon ones instead because that’s what she had to offer...

She’d needed the time to think and the last ten days had convinced her. Whatever the risk; however much heartache it might cause, she had to give her heart the freedom it demanded to fall in love, or to simply fall. Above her, slipping through the stars, their longing for each other joined in the night sky, like two ribbons entwined a purple trail through the deep indigo blue.

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Virginnia De Parte writes futuristic fiction spiced with romance and adventure. She has three romances published as e-books by Secret Cravings Publishing and is working on a fourth in the series.  
Total-e-Bound has accepted a short novella to include in an anthology for release in June. 
Her other love is writing poetry and she is published in this genre as well, both on line and in hard copy.

A love of words, and changing the way they are arranged, drives her writing. She endeavours to insert poetic prose into her fiction. Setting her stories in the future allows her imagination to run riot. Virginnia belongs to writing groups and on-line critique lists, all of whom help to keep her on-track and well edited.

She lives in the aptly named Bay of Plenty, New Zealand, a land of beautiful scenery, four million people and a number of hobbits. 

Read my poetry writing as Deryn Pittar.
Love's Bright Star (pub.July 2012) 
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