A plume peaked the helmet's top, scarlet as a cardinal's feathers. Her tapered breastplate sported an image of a blood-red sword, its point aimed high as if to challenge God to a duel. Bits of mesh flashed beneath the plates on her shoulders and elbows and knees, winking crimson. Her boots looked...
“What do you think of that?” he said, his voice cold and brittle. “The three other Horsemen are gathered right now, plotting against me.” “How could you know that?” Xander asked, trying to ignore the way his heart was racing. “I see everything. I’m connected to them, more so than to anything else...
almost intimately. Embraced by shadow, he watched what happened as the world shifted.***/he holds her favor, even though he has not sought it. She’s looking at him boldly, this woman in black with her whip-thin smile and set of balances in her hand. The instrument of her office shines in the dim ...
As everyone filled a plate with scrambled eggs, bacon, and toast, Missy's mother had the refrigerator calendar ready to go, highlighters lined up like soldiers. Scheduling was serious business. Missy thought her mother would have been an excellent wedding planner. Actually, Missy was amazed she c...