Even the ground beneath my feet was masked. I moved forwards, feet crunching like I was walking through snow, but I couldn’t see where I was going. Shapes appeared behind the mist, hazy and unclear. They could have easily been shadow-beasts, or harmless objects like trees. ...
Cas demands as Tyler and I approach the tunnel. “We saw them from the walkway,” I say. “What were you doing out there?” asks Val, who walks behind us with several other older Pyros. From the mutters amongst the group, I’m thinking at least half of them don’t believe us. “Just admiring the view,” ...
“What?” I said stupidly. The copious bleeding coupled with the draining effect of the faerie magic wearing off pushed me to the brink of passing out. I leaned against the desk to hide my weakness. “What did you do?” he repeated. “That magic you used on the faerie. I saw it.” Yeah. Of course you d...
But judging by the way the others kept glancing uneasily at the door every time someone came in, I could tell they wondered if Jude would come in and order a beer. Leo stared absently into his pint glass. Howard perched restlessly on the edge of his seat, tapping his feet ...
Raj and Iriel had stayed long enough to see the first body. Ada walked apart from the group, not speaking to anyone. And try as I might to block it out, the image of the massacre was burned into my brain. And that symbol. I could think of two possibilities, and neither meant good news. First thin...
It’s not like I have a choice. I’m no closer to finding a way out with Cas which won’t leave the world to the mercy of Jared’s Transcendent slaves. The real question is, why now? If Jared will do anything to win against the fiends, then leaving it this long to turn himself suggests he wasn’t sure...
Maybe someone meant that to be ironic. Perhaps. I never found out. “Hey, Ash, you know there’s supposed to be a zombie apocalypse today?” My best friend Cara gestured towards a clove of garlic she’d pinned to her jacket, hoping it would fend off pot...
said Ms Weston, resting her hands on her desk. “What exactly were you researching in the archives? Markos tells me you were there all yesterday.” Oh, hell. Markos had actually covered for me. Who would have thought he’d go that far? Only the centaur knew the archives backwards. And he’d apparentl...
Each of us had a mandatory meeting with the new boss. And I felt like the universe had literally kicked me in the face. “What the hell happened to you?” asked Markos, cantering past with a cup of coffee in each hand. “Lost a fight with a door,” I said absently, then cursed myself for the stupid l...
I was so distracted in Dr Payne’s droning lecture on Milton that it was fifteen minutes before I realised I hadn’t actually written any notes. David leaned over to ask me if I was all right.“I’m fine,” I said, writing a quotation down at random.“You seem a bit restless.”“Just worrying about how m...
That was what I’d seen on Aglaia. I hadn’t said the word in front of Ada. I knew it for what it was immediately, because I’d been looking at pictures of it when researching the Alliance’s most up-to-date information via communicator. Sure, it looked like adamantine, but it felt different. Like it...
His hand rested on my arm, and the next second, we stood outside the gates to the manor. A sleek black car was parked alongside the road, mounted on the pavement. “Why not teleport us to wherever it is you planned to go?” “Because it’s outside the city,” said Vance. “And your range only goes so f...