Category Archives: Book 5

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 →

A girl of maybe fifteen or sixteen was the one to bring the bread and tea, a big, dark-skinned man holding the door open for her as she slipped in. They looked enough alike that Thom guessed that they might … Continue reading →

Phelan took a pair of slow, quiet breaths, trying to will his suddenly racing heart back into regular rhythm. Jacqueline’s fingers flexed around his again and his heart started to slow, settling back into something at least close to normal. … Continue reading →

A weight lifted from his heart, one he’d never noticed before but now, in its absence, he realized he’d been carrying for as long as he could remember. Phelan smiled, his bare fingers brushing against her cheek. She caught his … Continue reading →

They each kept their peace as they wandered from the heart of the settlement slowly turning to stronghold, toward the edges where Marin’s wards still sent shivers through his senses and sent electricity racing through his blood. Now, though, he … Continue reading →