She could barely face herself, let alone others. The image of her fire engulfing Ash was still imprinted on her mind. Anyone else who had caught that fire would have been incinerated. Ash had put up a shield—his black lightning—to diffuse the flame, and she’d sent the wate...
Lucienne asked Nurse Mary to check on her nanny every half hour before walking out of the special-care patient room in Sphinxes’ medical facility. She went to look for Vladimir. She hadn’t seen him for over a week, ever since she left for Nirvana. Standing on the east towe...