Chapter 1 Icy needles of water bombarded my overheated skin, the sting chasing away the clinging shadows of a nightmare I couldn’t fully remember. Closing my eyes, I stepped deeper…
…she came across doused her with water. “Reed.” Her voice was not her own. Lower and deeper, it was the language of Marks. Known as a “herald,” the tone was…
Jack twisted off the top of his fourth beer and tossed the metal cap in the trash. Then he headed back out the open sliding glass doors to his small…
Chapter 1 “We should head to a bar and celebrate.” I wasn’t surprised by my roommate’s emphatic pronouncement. Cary Taylor found excuses to celebrate, no matter how small and inconsequential….
…hand to his lips. “A pleasure to see you again.” She took note of his voice, which was deeper now and warm, so at odds with his rather formidable, icy…
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