Naya let out a low whistle. “You’re hunting some pretty big game, Jenner.” He let out a snort. Ronan’s mate was a powerful witch. She could track magic and magic users by following a trail of music only she could hear. Truth be told, Naya put Jenner on edge. She radiated power and it made his fan...
Her own expression was the epitome of innocence, wide-eyed and sweet. She might have looked like a harmless old woman on the outside, but her devilish intent was unmistakable. He had no idea who stood on the other side of that door, but Cade had a feeling that whoever it was, he wasn’t going to b...
“No. Go fish.” If Ronan could see him now, camped out on the living-room floor, the male would suffocate from bouts of laughter. But Michael didn’t care. Every moment spent with Claire was precious; each new day, a gift he couldn’t wait to unwrap. Another three days had passed. Three days shut up...
She was held tight in the grip of a fear she’d never known. Terror that tore at the fabric of her soul. Now that he was unconscious, the music had ceased its chaotic song. She should have killed him. Should have run the blade through his heart and let the dagger take the magic that infected his b...