Crossing herself, Chloe entered the stables and easily located Harold, the steward. He was the tall thin, slightly balding man she had seen in the great hall. She felt for the poor stable boy Harold was shouting at about putting a saddle on a horse the wrong way. She could see why the lad may hav...
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Her whole body was numb, yet it tingled all the same, and every time she recollected the ring her stomach protested. But seeing as how she’d already emptied it, there was nothing left for her to toss up. So she sat, huddled in a ball on the corner of the bed, against the wall, totally in limbo. H...
Parched, cracked lips. Swollen tongue. Raw, sore throat. I was severely dehydrated. And completely fucking aware. A flash of memory. Isabella shoving me to the ground, her vicious smile as she loomed over me, tore at my clothes. Me trying to push he...
Campbell opened the door to a masculine, barren bedchamber. “Yours?” “Aye.” He nodded and stepped all the way in. “And now also yours.” She moved through the doorway, taking in the simple furnishings, lack of bed curtain and the stark shutters against the stone walls. “I am not to have my own cha...
Ceana crawled, sobbing, to her bed. She gripped the post tight enough to make her knuckles white as she pulled herself up onto the mattress. Flashes of childhood memories assaulted her. A windy day, and her mother chasing her through the courtyard, the both of them laughin...