All Chapters of Devil’s Saints: Taz: Chapter 191 - Chapter 200

They’ll call to yeh, lass. The first time will hurt like a bitch. But the first time they sing to yeh, yeh’ll forget that pain. Because what yeh’ll experience then, will make you want to die. – MoiraArrangements were made. Flight plans were approved. More guards were sent to Fort Augustus. The menus were made. Orders submitted. Karan would help if Zee or Stevie had any problems. Mia would step in if needed.They would leave early Wednesday at two in the morning. First they would drive out to Boston. Then a six-hour flight to Aberdeen. Give or take thirty minutes. More on the give side. And with time zones, it would end up closer to eleven hours. “I’ve never flown a day in my life.” Knuckles said when Toad told him how long the flights would be.“You’ll still be able to say that.” Toad said slapping him on the back. “It won’t be a full day.”If he had just been his woman’s uncle, Knuckles would have told Toad to fuck off. But he was club president. And ulti

A kist is a box, also a term for a coffin. The manor is built over the family crypt. – FionaIt was early evening when they turned off A86 just on the far side of Fort Augustus. Twenty minutes later, they left the lane and crossed under an iron arch declaring they had arrived at THE MANOR KIST. There was a lush green meadow surrounded by a forest just beginning to wake from winter. The further that they went down the gravel track, the more mystical it seemed. A looming gray stone manor came into view. Three stories with towers in each corner. Large multi pane windows that were five feet wide and twice as high. Six were on either side of the large double doors that, unlike the windows, went all the way to the ground. The grand portico of the door was so large that two additional windows were on the upper floors. Instead of going to the front, they followed Siobhan around the side of the large building.Smaller tracks led off to cottages that could be rented sho

I know yeh don’t love her like that. But yeh can wait and watch her put on yer ring. – GramsWerewolf followed his wife, Charlotte, and kids along the forest foot path to the manor. He had thoroughly objected to being so far away. Moira told him that she would know if Nessie was in danger before he would. Fiona gave them a cottage with a suite downstairs and kids rooms upstairs. The two sets of bunk beds in each room meant that all four kids had a top bunk. Fourteen-year-old Colton stopped on the trail and waited for his dad.“What’s up?” Werewolf asked putting his arm around his son’s shoulders. It did not seem like that long ago that we were bringing him home from the hospital. Now he had a light five o’clock shadow. “This is really cool, dad.” Colton said. “I’m glad we got to come.”“You better thank Nessie. She insisted that you guys come.” He told his son as he scanned the car park for the Land Rover. “She doesn’t seem very upset about her grandmother

Take the dress with yeh when yeh go home. His family will want to see yeh married also. – Nana BeeFiona opened the door to the small cottage that her daughter and Knuckles were staying in. The other Saints, Siobhan, Nana Bee, Emily and Charlotte followed her in. To the right of the front door was a small breakfast nook that led into a full open kitchen. To the left was a sitting area with an L-shaped gray couch and wooden rocking chair. Against the wall separating the single bedroom from the rest of the cottage, was a smart TV. A bookcase sat under it, filled with books about Scotland, the loch, local villages and landmarks and of course, Nessie, the monster not the woman.The far wall had floor to ceiling windows. In the center was a tall set of glass French doors with a transom above the doors. The transom held a stained-glass window of the Loch Ness Monster. The doors opened out to a private patio with lounge chairs and a low fireplace. The patio and cottage ma

Grams always said that if anyone was still sober after her wake, do it again until we did it right. – Papa DeanThe day after the wedding, the family, coven and close friends gathered at the alter again. The simple wooden box containing Gram’s ashes sat on the alter and the group faced west. As the sun went down, a lone piper played a mournful tune.Grandmother Olivia stepped forward and placed Gram’s medallion on the box. “We are here to say goodbye to our sister, mother, grandmother, friend and confidant. She was our guiding light and the wisest of us all. She was also the oldest of us all. Blessed be, Mother.”Others stepped up and shared simple words and memories. Seanair placed a whiskey bottle next to the box and hoped that she would never be thirsty. “I’m going to miss yeh, mum.” Seanair said and Knuckles thought back to when he lost his own mother. Instinctively, Nessie moved closer to him and wrapped her arms around his waist. He hugged his wife close