Tag Archives: Gray Miller

Twenty-two – 03

Posted on January 15, 2016 by Erin M. Klitzke

Gray frowned, shoving his hands into his pockets. “Is this normal?” he asked after a moment of watching Phelan and Aoife square off. I shrugged. “Hard to say. I’ve never seen him with anyone closer than a cousin before.” “It … Continue reading →

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Twenty-two – 02

Posted on January 13, 2016 by Erin M. Klitzke

Phelan glared at her, then at me. I stared right back, tilting my head to one side, silently daring him to deny it—to say that he wasn’t lying, that everything was fine even though we all knew that it was … Continue reading →

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Twenty-two – 01

Posted on January 11, 2016 by Erin M. Klitzke

“So let me get this straight, the Wild Hunt brought someone up here because they said they wanted to talk to Phelan and Phelan went out to meet them.” “Out to the arboretum. Whoever it was said that they were … Continue reading →

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Twenty-one – 06

Posted on January 8, 2016 by Erin M. Klitzke

A chill washed over and through him, as if he’d just jumped into a clean, cold mountain lake. He caught the sharp scent of herbs and evergreen cuttings before the scent was gone and the chill was gone, leaving him … Continue reading →

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Twenty-one – 05

Posted on January 6, 2016 by Erin M. Klitzke

There wasn’t a barrier that he could see in front of them, but he could feel it—feel it like a real, physical thing, like it was an object he could reach out and touch, run his fingers along its surface. … Continue reading →

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Twenty-one – 04

Posted on January 4, 2016 by Erin M. Klitzke

They walked across a pedestrian bridge over a finger of the network of ravines they’d climbed coming over the river. Aoife looked beyond the iron rails, her stomach dropping to the floor of the chasm below. They’d climbed that? And … Continue reading →

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Twenty-one – 03

Posted on January 1, 2016 by Erin M. Klitzke

“What do you suppose he means by that?” Gray murmured in her ear. Aoife shrugged, watching her brother as he kept walking. A woman who reminded her dangerously of Sif Freyrsdottir gave she and Gray a long, hard look before … Continue reading →

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Twenty-one – 02

Posted on December 30, 2015 by Erin M. Klitzke

All the air left her lungs as she stood next to her brother, staring blankly at her cousin. “Seamus,” she whispered. “Déithe agus arrachtaigh, you’re alive. What are you doing here?” “You sound surprised,” he said, a wry twist to … Continue reading →

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Twenty – 08

Posted on December 21, 2015 by Erin M. Klitzke

The slope was even steeper than she’d realized when she started her ascent and the old wooden slats driven into the slope to provide better traction were slick with mud and wet. Her boots slipped against them, more than once … Continue reading →

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Twenty – 07

Posted on December 18, 2015 by Erin M. Klitzke

“Who are they?” Gray murmured as they gathered their packs in preparation to climb out of the boat and onto the weathered but solid dock alongside the river. An old shack perched near the river’s edge, the fading paint showing … Continue reading →

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