I could argue with that somehow. We arrived in about half an hour. The university campus bustled with activity as I stepped out of the chauffeured car. I couldn't help but feel a sense of displacement; everyone around me seemed so much younger, their faces filled with a youthful exuberance that I ha
Grace I had been in classes for almost a week now, and while I was burning the candle at both ends and all of the midnight oil, I didn't feel as run down as I thought I should. I was almost driven not to go home, knowing that I would just be sleeping in Charles' empty bed, and every day I did, his
She smiled. "It can be linked to a folder on your computer as well." She winked. "We witches know a thing or two about security. Now, as far as I can tell you're not running into any issues of essentially developing a lower-tier witch's longevity potion. And I'm not talking about the proposed deliv
Grace The sterile environment of the lab seemed to close in on me as I stared at the instrument panel. My vision blurred, and I blinked away the fatigue that weighed heavy on my shoulders. The past days had been a whirlwind of sleepless nights and countless hours spent awake and avoiding going home
Seraphina burst into laughter as my face burned with embarrassment, and I packed my things to leave. As I exited the lab, the weight of my fatigue grew heavier until I was practically pouring myself into the backseat. There was a bag in the backseat. "Adult medicine," the driver said. I couldn't
Charles As I hung up, I closed my eyes and pictured Grace curled up in my bed in the palace, draped in the fine silks and furs that covered the bed, comforted by my scent lingering in the sheets. "Is she okay?" George asked from the front seat. "She's... adjusting." I bit my lip. "I regret leavin
"I assure you I don't either... Must have been his adoptive mother." He stopped and eyed me. "I suppose I don't have to say I will want to know more about that." I smiled. "I'd be happy to tell you over a drink." He nodded, and the guard by the door knocked and opened the door. Devin turned, grow
Charles Asher walked me down the hall to Amy's room. The guard knocked and opened the door. Though plain, her room was markedly different from the one where I had just spoken with Devin. There was a warmth to it, a subtle comfort that came from the softly crackling fire in the hearth and the conten