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Category Archives: Book 2 and 3
“Make a hole,” Cameron said, escorting Marin back to the fire with the air of a bodyguard safeguarding his client. Neve stiffened, looking up at the sound of her lover’s voice. Whatever’s happened isn’t good. Her lips thinned, her hands … Continue reading
The silence was eerie as they reached Au Sable, the shadows thick amidst the debris as the sun slowly grew brighter in the east. Thom reached for his wife’s hand as she shouldered her bow and started to pick her … Continue reading
“This way,” Marin said, cutting to the left once they were twenty yards from the end of the bridge. The twisted wreck of Au Sable Hall loomed fifty yards and more ahead, half hidden in the snow and dark. The … Continue reading
Thom’s heart slammed into his throat the second Phelan crumpled to the snow as if something had suddenly broken every bone in his body. Thom crashed to his knees next to his fallen friend, swearing heartily. Suddenly, the Greys swarming … Continue reading
He was two days on the road before he began to think that he should have taken a horse. He was footsore already and there were days of walking still ahead of him. You’ve gotten soft, he chided himself. You’ve … Continue reading
Thom’s arms closed around my waist as I hung back, near the edge of the fire’s glow, listening to the words that flowed like liquid from Neve’s tongue. I wasn’t sure I’d ever be able to sound like that—to make … Continue reading
“What do you mean?” Neve asked, brows knitting, hooding bright blue eyes. “How do you—did you—?” “See something?” Marin gave her a weak, wry smile. “Both Thom and I have and I suspect that your cousin knows exactly what we’ve … Continue reading
“I need your help,” Neve said as she stared into the mirror, more at the reflection of Marin in it than her own. It was easier to look at the other woman’s reflection—Marin didn’t look like death warmed over twice. … Continue reading
“You asked us to help you that day when your brother and your cousin and all of them were in danger,” Gray reminded her, his breath warm against her hair. “And we rose to the challenge. We’re a part of … Continue reading