He just stood back for the most part and judged her father’s declining sanity. Twice in the past twenty-one years Izzy—or her father, and her through him—had been targeted by demons. Both times due to her father’s idiotic, dangerous business practices. A handful of times other non-demonic, but st...
Veronica asked softly on Sunday evening. She’d spent the better part of the day going over what Seth had told her the night before, and she still couldn’t quite wrap her mind around the idea of her father having been killed by a vampire they’d been hunting for nearly a hundred years. It seemed ou...
He helped her unload another round of boxes on her final day of moving, and they exchanged passing greetings late Wednesday night as Nate and Logan made their way into the diner for a late dinner. Then it was Saturday, the final weekend of May, and Nate was heading out to his family home for thei...
Two weeks of routine healing sessions for Gwen; two weeks of no new information from Knox. He’d checked in a few times, reporting that Creed hadn’t returned to the angel’s location, but Creed was surely planning something. Something Knox suspected would cause problems for them personally. And the...
Dean had spotted them and was making his way over, frustration curving his lips in a fierce scowl. When he reached them, Dean dropped a hand on the officer’s shoulder. “You mind if I take over?” The officer nodded and quietly walked away, toward a group of observing civilians across the street. “...