My breath hitched, the anger momentarily replaced by a sting of betrayal. Eason's expression was flat and cold. There wasn't a bit of comfort in his eyes or his tone, no solace. Just cold reality. "So, what?" I asked. "You're just here to what? Watch me drown?" Are you giving up on me? I could
Grace Eason paused at the door, his back turned to me. My stomach turned with fear about what he would say, even though I couldn't conjure anything that he could say. After a beat of silence, he turned back to me. "I was busy." "Busy with what?" He cocked an eyebrow. "What's it matter to you
Because of my mistake. I swallowed down the burning swell of grief and shame. Because of my decision. No matter how I tried to run from it, it was going to come back. It always did. In all those years, I hadn't lost a bit of sleep thinking about Mooncrest, about anything aside from the house,
Charles The frantic call from the lead enforcer in Silverlight sent a jolt through me as I navigated the bustling streets of Silverlight. Eva had arrived, as expected, and my soul told me that I had to be there and that exactly what I expected to see--what should have been impossible--was exactly
"It wasn't his fault!" Tension crackled in the air. Eva was shaking. The air sparked with magic. Her eyes glossed over. "They forced him." "I know that." I searched her face. "Then, why are you holding him here? He's injured! He needs help." "He's getting all the help possible," I said gen
Grace The words on the screen burned into my retinas, each letter searing a fresh mark of frustration onto my already frayed nerves. What did that mean that things got more complicated? The words felt almost cold, impersonal like he was leaving a message for his secretary. Worst of all, it was v
I set my jaw. "What is that supposed to mean?" "The liaison will be here today," she gestured to me. "Do you think you can pull yourself together enough to get through that in less than thirty minutes?" My stomach plummeted. I cursed and struggled up the rest of the way. I got to my room, drank
Grace The nerve of this guy. Threatening me already? I cocked an eyebrow at him. "How was the motel?" He sneered and adjusted his jacket. "I trust you're ready to start talking about Mooncrest and your... precarious financial situation with the debt and all." I gave him a thin smile. Esme rose