I perked up, having not even considered the moonstones. I had failed in bringing them together, and my blood powers were obviously weak to the point of being nearly useless, but I had brought Troy back to life. Gemma had brought Mom back to life with a drop of Mom's blood. And it seemed I had unknow
MaeveRowan and I walked in silence along the trail that led from the house to the old village. Small log cabins were scattered through the woods, their chimneys puffing smoke that hung in the air, mingling with the falling snow. If Dad had known I was going out for a walk with Rowan, he would've s
"Hey," Rowan said gently. There was an odd catch to his voice. I noticed a large suitcase in the living room, its lid open. It was empty, however."Are you going somewhere?" I asked her without thinking. She blinked, looking from me to Rowan."Uh," Rowan ran his fingers through his hair as he look
I gave Rowan a look that said 'get on with it,' and he nodded tightly, turning his gaze back to Hanna."We need your help," he said, explaining the situation in detail. Hanna turned her gaze to me as Rowan explained what was happening with the triplets, and her gaze wavered when he started to talk
MaeveI kept my mind blank for the rest of the evening. I couldn't form a rational thought if I tried. Hanna had told me what she'd seen but was adamant she wasn't sure what it meant. The fact that she was unsure was the only shred of hope I had left.I was laying in bed in my room, my eyes fixated
Troy shook his head, looking a little pale himself. "Steven is a great pilot. We'll be just fine," she said. Dad was making his way out of the cockpit. He stopped, turning to close the door, and waved at Ernest and Rowan while snapping the door shut and locking it in place. "Are we ready?"I nodde
"I'll go get it. I want to walk for a minute. I'll just pace up and down the aisle for a moment."Dad gave me a weary eye, but I turned away, beginning my jaunt up and down the narrow pathway between the seats.This went on for the next thirty minutes. Walking eased the pain in my back, but every on
TroyChaos wasn't the right word to describe what had happened. I watched in horror as Maeve collapsed in Rosalie's arms, her eyes going still and sightless. Ethan was screaming at the pilot to land the plane, and suddenly we were plummeting to the ground, holding on for dear life as the plane land
The entire family had gathered in the dining room and was chatting amiably over a very impressive spread that had been laid out by the kitchen–two prime rib roasts, a honeyed ham, and three roast ducks were the centerpieces of the table, all of which were being enjoyed liberally by everyone.George
RowanMom ran her fingers across Selene's head, admiring her fine white hair. She looked every ounce the doting grandmother instead of a ball of uncertainty, like Maeve. Maeve was pacing back and forth near the fall wall of my bedroom, her arms folded across her chest and her head bent as she tried
Kacidra joined in the conversation. "Maeve is right, Rowan. We need to know what's happening with you and Hanna, or else we'll never be able to help."Rosalie's voice was calm and supportive as she asked, "Is it Hanna that's troubling you, son? Is she doing all right?My first instinct was to tell t
Gemma and Ernest had flown down with my parents and their son George, who was just two months older than Maeve's sons.A moment later, the library door opened and more of our family members poured in, as if they were fully aware of the thoughts I'd just had and I'd summoned them. I pushed aside my n
RowanThe castle was abuzz with its usual day-to-day activities. Servants and maids passed me in the hallway carrying baskets of laundry and trays of tea. I could hear the clattering of cookware as I left my office and walked toward the grand staircase off the foyer, seeing the door to the servants'
"Who? What happens?""There's so much more out there," Mara said dreamily. "So, so much more.""Maeve!" Troy called from down the beach.I turned to look at him, and when I turned back to Mara, she had taken off. "Wait!" I called after her, but she had already made it out of earshot, her footsteps l
Best of all, Troy was happy. He was at peace and at home. But there was still much work to be done.We were spending several weeks jumping from island to island, taking stock of the wellbeing of the inhabitants, and making a list of what was needed. Most of the islands were in need of medicine, inf
Maeve–Four Months LaterSuntra was not what I was expecting. I had become accustomed to the seemingly endless white-sand beaches of Avondale, where the sand grit was so fine it felt like powdered sugar as you walked barefoot in the surf. Suntra's sand was coarse and golden and dappled with tidepool
I straightened up a bit, shifting Oliver's weight in my arms as I narrowed my eyes back at him, sizing him up. A man roughly my father's age came bounding out of their house, waving at me apologetically as he leaned to whisper harshly in the ear of the man I assumed was his father.Whatever his son