Old Friends, New Memories
“Nope,” Brandy smiled, “show us.”
“What do you mean?” I asked.
The look of pure mischief that crossed her face had me shaking in fear. Well, pretend fear. “We heard you are no longer on the market, per se.”
Ocean Protector
Swimming to Get Clean
I normally avoided collecting remora. They did not understand when I shifted back to human form. But today, I felt the need to gorge. Maybe it was because I had recently emptied my stomach. Perhaps it was because hearing about someone else hunting ignited the primal need within me, but it was there.
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Destiny Entwined
I found myself wanting him, this strange, dark man, but I was also afraid of him, of what he could be. If he ended up being an agent of Estran, I would be dead by morning.
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A Deal With The Devil
“Maybe you should seek some help, child,” Tania chimed in as I left work a few nights later. I looked at her oddly. She was part-fae, and I wondered just what help she could suggest. I was shocked when she said, “A crossroads demon.”
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A Night At Aces
It was the eyes, though. They were large, black, and beady. A shark’s eyes, always on the hunt, always on the prowl for his next meal, which may be more than just sex.
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A Cause for All
“Gideon, you are the last person on this rotting earth that knows me, the real me. Selfish as this may sound, I cannot lose you. I would lose my last remaining tie to…well, everything.”
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Back to Aces
I stood up, straightened my back, and walked toward her. “Your new brute would not let me in.” The whip left welts on his throat as I yanked it free. “Maybe he should treat women better than he does, and he would not get his ass handed to him by a princess.”
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Escaping a Sea of Wolves
I flicked the whip around, letting the silver catch the moonlight. Valen’s gift was keeping the wolves at bay until one of them got brave and charged me. I only had little time to train with it, but the hiss of the silver interacting with his skin on his arm was enough to give the others pause.
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Is It Really Espionage if I Am Invited?
I had docked a few days ago and slowly eased my way back into the city. Every day I walked a little further, and every day I ran back to my boat, to my hallowed ground.
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Ghosts From the Past, Part II
I gasped, waking from the dream, and looked around. Cecelia’s ghost stood nearby, and I wanted to run to her. “You avenged me, and yet, you have not.”
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