Here's an excerpt from The Gliesians , a book that I hope to try and get published: PROLOGUE: JACE It was early, way before sunrise. My room was pitch black. I rolled across the bed, to the opposite side, and propped my head up on my hand. I stayed there like that, twisted in the sheets, watching Keeley get dressed. She found her shirt discarded on the ground where we’d left it in frantic hurry last night. I watched her slip her arms into the straps, pull it over her head, and wrestle with it a few minutes longer, making sure the thin cloth covered her smooth back. If I was her boyfriend, someone in love with her, I might have taken the opportunity to skim my fingers across the warm, brown flesh in attempt to get her to reverse the action—take the shirt off and crawl back underneath the covers. But that’s not who we were to each other. We weren’t in...