Category Archives: Chapter 26

Twenty-six – 05

[This post is from Kailey Astoris’s point of view.] She boggled at him for a few seconds, her eyes widening.  “You can’t possibly—” “Of course I can,” Peril said, abruptly straightening, is eyes all but blazing as he stared at … Continue reading

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Twenty-six – 04

[This post is from Kailey Astoris’s point of view.] “Gods and monster, I hate you sometimes,” Kailey muttered, glaring in a decidedly different direction from where Peril sat beside her. “But only sometimes,” he said.  His hand dropped onto her … Continue reading

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Twenty-six – 03

[This post is from Kailey Astoris’s point of view.] Peril exhaled a long-suffering sigh, one that suggested the weight of every single one of his teenaged years.  Kailey continued to stare parallel to where he was sitting, trying not to … Continue reading

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Twenty-six – 02

[This post is from Kailey Astoris’s point of view.] “Is that why you’re here?” The question shouldn’t have startled her, but it did anyway.  Kailey took a deep breath, fingers flexing around the ceramic of her mug even as Peril … Continue reading

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Twenty-six – 01

[This post is from Kailey Astoris’s point of view.] Kailey’s hands tightened around the mug in her hands as the door behind her opened, carrying with it the sound of soaking rain and moaning wind—the latter sound far more suited … Continue reading

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