Category Archives: Book 5

“It’s close, then,” Matt said quietly, crossing his arms. “And not in very deep water, either.” “We don’t know how deep that water might be now, Matt. The lake’s risen a lot.” “Not that much,” he said, his gaze drifting … Continue reading →

“I wish it was,” I said, pulling the smithy door shut behind me. “Vasily and his party saw something in the water.” “Coming up through the ice,” he said. “Broken ice, all along the shore. I don’t think the water’s … Continue reading →

Bad news or not, you’ve got a job to do. I took a deep breath and exhaled it slowly. “Well, come on,” I said, turning back toward the gates. “I think I know where to find Thordin, at least. And … Continue reading →

Four riders from the Wild Hunt clattered onto the open field in front of the gates one chilly afternoon as storm clouds gathered on the horizon. I was perched on the wall when they arrived, watching the clouds roll in, … Continue reading →

Teague closed his eyes, wrapping his free arm around her and resting his chin against her hair. Her arms shifted to his waist, hugging him and their son closer to her. Kira sighed softly. “You didn’t just wake up because … Continue reading →

“You know,” Teague whispered to his son, “when I met your mum in Chicago, it was chance—maybe it was fate. I didn’t see her, she didn’t see me. We walked right into each other. Then I saw her face and … Continue reading →

Their son fussed softly in his cradle. Teague could hear him faintly over the sound of Kira snoring softly. She’d been a little stuffed up lately and had only just fallen asleep. He closed his eyes for a moment and … Continue reading →

“Hey,” Gray said, his voice gentle. “Aoife, you don’t have to cry. Are you okay?” “Yes,” she grated, then sighed. “No. It’s complicated.” “Family tends to be,” Gray agreed, sliding his arm around her shoulders again. She leaned into his … Continue reading →

“We got into all kinds of trouble when we were growing up,” Aoife said softly once she found her voice again. “Our parents couldn’t figure out what to do with us, how to keep us out of trouble. We ran … Continue reading →

“So what’s he like?” Gray asked as he squeezed her against his hip. “Who, my brother?” Gray laughed. “Who else would I be asking about, Aoife? God?” She smiled wryly and shrugged. “There are other possibilities.” She went quiet for … Continue reading →