Tag Archives: Jacqueline Bell

Sixteen – 07

[This post is from Bryant Tapping’s point of view.] “You’re  afraid of that cost.” “Shouldn’t I be?”  It was keep a bitter note from his tone, and despite his efforts, it leaked in nonetheless.  “Look at what it’s already costing … Continue reading

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Sixteen – 06

[This post is from Bryant Tapping’s point of view.] “It’s not an easy responsibility to shoulder,” she said, her gaze still on him even as he assiduously avoided returning it.  Bryant kept his eyes trained on David, watching his friend … Continue reading

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Sixteen – 05

[This post is from Bryant Tapping’s point of view.] He glanced at the rest of his friends—still sleeping—then crept closer to her, keeping his voice low.  “I guess not,” he murmured, looking from her to David.  “How bad do you … Continue reading

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Sixteen – 04

[This post is from Bryant Tapping’s point of view.] The woman glanced around as she slipped past him and into the cottage, as if taking in the sight of his companions sleeping on various cots, clothing washed as best they’d … Continue reading

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Sixteen – 03

[This post is from Bryant Tapping’s point of view.] Sleep came as soon as his head hit the pillow, in fact, and he didn’t stir until someone knocked on the cottage door.  It was a quiet sound, though the cadence … Continue reading

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Seven – 04

[This post is from Kailey’s point of view.] Breath burned in her lungs as her strides ate up the distance between the orchard and the gates, gates that still stood open despite everything they’d been through over the years—a side … Continue reading

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Six – 05

[This post is from Phelan’s point of view.] “We all do,” Neve said after the silence that followed, silence that was so loud that it felt deafening. She crossed her arms, her brows knitting. “But they left us enough to … Continue reading

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Six – 04

[This post is from Phelan’s point of view.] J.T.’s brows knit as he stared at Phelan, leaning a little more heavily on the cane in his hand. Despite the moratorium on violence, the years hadn’t always gone smoothly for him. … Continue reading

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Six – 03

[This post is from Phelan’s point of view.] Phelan watched the others’ faces while Matt recounted what he’d heard from Gilad, the news of what the Hunt’s scouts had seen and encountered on their patrol. The word that a detachment … Continue reading

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Six – 02

[This post is from Phelan’s point of view.] They crested the hill and walked past the forge, spotting the others after a few seconds more. Phelan couldn’t see anyone missing from their informal council, not that he’d expected anyone to … Continue reading

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