His bedroom light was still on. Willing himself to smoke, he crept up the side of the house and looked in the window. Del was asleep on his bed, lying crossways. He watched her, with the moonlight washing over her face. God, she was beautiful. What the hell did you do, Tuck? He understood what he...
Just fucking great. Kirin was half-naked, Dragonless, with a massive tulpa waiting to grind him up. The Dragonless part bothered him most. A piece of his psyche was missing. He’d felt a little like this when he’d gone two weeks without coming back to Miami. Except this wasn’t just a withering fee...
Lyra watched the needle rise above one hundred. “Yes.”“Ah, back to that, are we? One-word answers. Sinking into deep silence. That’s not going to change what happened between us, you know.”“I know.” He flicked her a glance. “There, two words. Happy?”“Delirious.”She couldn’...