She was late, and he was impatient. The passage of time chafed at him. He had thought of a gift for her, one that would express his love and make her smile for him in return. Flowers bloomed in the basin of the dried pool of goddess rain, and he’d crafted a demonstration f...
She had not wanted to fight demons. The one she carried inside her was battle enough. All she’d wanted was to find Creed and safety and to rid the world of Justice and be free. Her independence was far more dubious here than in the mortal world. The amulet her father had g...
Whether or not her father was involved with the Russian mafia, the fact that a Canadian citizen was hiding his tracks behind the RBN, a well-known internet service provider for cybercrime, wasn’t a good sign. Garrett had received the call from the CSIS director in Ottawa telling him that Beausejo...
It was not long past the end of winter and the few bales of dusty hay that remained in the loft were no longer fit for consumption, so Creed cut the twine on one bale and threw it down for bedding. He then fed his hross a liberal amount of feed from the well-stocked bin. Bear might not offer much...
Eve’s baffled brain tried to process his suggestion. Rent a room to Matt Brison? Bob Anderson’s nephew? She could think of a dozen reasons why she wasn’t going to do it. She’d grown up with three older brothers and a father, and she’d spent two immeasurably long weeks livi...
Much better than she’d hoped for. Irina wasn’t sure, however, that Kale had learned anything useful. She set up her laptop on the kitchen table so she could respond to a few time-sensitive, industry-related emails she hadn’t been able to address earlier at the bowling alle...
His gaze darkened. A thrill of desire coursed through her body before her brain reminded it that she was angry with him. This level of jealousy was ridiculous and not at all flattering, particularly since he was the one who’d ended things between them. Also his timing couldn’t possibly have been ...