Category Archives: Book 5

“Marin—” Phelan sighed and put his hand on Matt’s arm. “It’s okay,” he said quietly. “Let her go. She’s in a strange spot right now and it’s best just to let her deal with it however she feels is best.” … Continue reading →

The gates opened. Leinth tore her gaze from Leviathan, twisting toward the sound and praying she wouldn’t regret turning her back on the man before her. She watched Phelan stride through the gates, flanked by Matt and Marin. Something smoldered … Continue reading →

“What are you doing here?” she asked, her approach slow, cautious. We all thought you lost or dead—not that it much matters at this point, considering Thordin. Perhaps he’s not the only one. “I could ask the same of you.” … Continue reading →

Matt frowned, then looked out toward the mists himself, startling slightly. “Oh,” he said. “You see him, then?” Matt nodded. “Yeah. I see him.” Leinth nodded. “Fetch Phelan. I’ll try to negotiate until he and your sister get here.” She … Continue reading →

Ghosts. Leinth’s lips thinned as she slowly approached Matthew Astoris from behind. She could sense what waited beyond the wall, the mist that had risen well outside the confines of Marin’s wardings. These were cold ones, frigid as the depths … Continue reading →

“How can you be so sure?” I asked, finally daring to meet Phelan’s gaze. He reached out and put his hand on my shoulder, squeezing it comfortingly. “Do you want a lie, or the truth?” I laughed weakly and shook … Continue reading →

“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 →