Author Archives: Erin M. Klitzke

“Marin, wait.” I glanced back toward Matt, though I didn’t stop walking. “Walk and talk, Matty.” “What the hell’s gotten into you?” My brother jogged a few steps to catch up, clearly trying to keep his voice low. “You didn’t … Continue reading →

I headed straight for the fire, my heart thundering against my ribs, bile pooling in my gut. Just once, I’d like to catch a goddamned break. How many times had that thought run through my head since last August? Davon … Continue reading →

I took a deep breath and exhaled it slowly, picking up the deck again, my hands tingling as I handled the cards. I fanned the deck, then started to shuffle them, taking slow, deep breaths as I did. “Got your … Continue reading →

Phelan came back with a cup of steaming, fragrant tea and stopped in the doorway, staring at me, at the look on my face. His brows knit and he came to six next to me on the bed. “I’m sorry,” … Continue reading →

Phelan gave me a tight smile and a slight nod before he turned and slipped out. I sat on the edge of my bed for a long, aching moment, hands limp in my lap, fingers tingling. Steady, I told myself. … Continue reading →

“I haven’t touched them in months,” I lied. Phelan sighed, rubbing at his temple. “It’s not a talent you forget or lose because you’ve let it lay fallow for a few months, leánnan.” “So you say.” I crossed my arms. … Continue reading →

“Well, I look forward to figuring it out, at the very least.” Lara set down her mug. “So. What did you bring to trade?” “Tools,” Thom said. “Some blankets, clothes, nails, things like that.” “Didn’t look like you were carrying … Continue reading →

Lara shook her head at them, her expression shifting to one of vague amusement. She glanced toward Celeste and motioned to the door with a slight tilt of her head. “Go on, Celeste. Get out of here and stop worrying … Continue reading →

“Something tells me I’ll enjoy the show,” Lara said, crossing her arms. “At least, I’ll hope to. So what do you call your little settlement up there?” “I don’t think we’ve exactly named it beyond calling it home,” Thom admitted. … Continue reading →

“Noble,” Lara said softly. “If seemingly misguided. So he told you we were here, hm?” “In his defense, it was a safe assumption that there would be,” Thom said, taking a quick sip from his mug. The liquid was as … Continue reading →