Category Archives: Book 2 and 3

Neve leaned against her crutches, trying to take deep, even breaths so she could ignore the pain that hummed through her body, reverberated down to her bones.  Something unexpected had come, something powerful, something that had almost knocked her cold … Continue reading →

“I—I’m sorry,” J.T. stammered after a few long moments of silence.  They climbed over the frozen hill and across the field toward Matt’s forge.  Smoke curled from its chimney, drifting away on the winter wind. Phelan shook his head.  “It’s … Continue reading →

“Help me up,” Phelan said suddenly.  “Let’s walk.” “Eh?”  J.T. blinked at him, expression blank, confused. Phelan smiled briefly and shook his head.  “I’m not in the mood to stay here in the dark, near-death experience or not.  Let’s walk … Continue reading →

Phelan stirred awake only a few bare moments after she was gone.  He groaned quietly, twisting in his blankets, eyes blinking open slowly in the dim light.  J.T. watched for a moment, silent, the spirit’s words still sinking in. Then … Continue reading →

“Jay?” He waved Marin away as he plunged into the dim of the hall, following the faintest sense of silver-gray as it disappeared through a doorway further down. Phelan’s room.  Dammit.  He picked up the pace, trying not to let … Continue reading →

“Sounds like I missed a show,” J.T. mumbled as he bent close to inspect the stitches along the curve of Phelan’s neck and jaw.  Jacqueline’s handiwork was neat and even, as usual, even under duress. She’s getting better at this … Continue reading →

“Again?”  Thom finally blurted, breaking the silence. “Did he just pull that stunt again?” “If he didn’t, I’ve got no idea where they went,” Matt said from his perch.  “Because they’re gone.” The sound of a gun’s report echoed off … Continue reading →

 I notched another arrow and picked my target carefully.  There were some camazotzi that seemed to have different markings on them—painted on their chests, on their faces, their wings—and I hoped against hope that meant they were in positions of … Continue reading →

The attack on Phelan happened too fast to prevent, but that didn’t stop me from burying an arrow in the camazotzi’s back a second after Phelan’s head slammed into the ground. Dammit!  If I hadn’t been so focused on watching … Continue reading →