I ran a finger over the crystal and had the image of people dancing in my mind. I could almost hear the music in the background. Big band music. The kind my grandmother would have listened to in her youth. I knew I had to have it.
Read MoreMy brother and son were both dead at my hands. Among hundreds, maybe even thousands, of other innocent and not-so-innocent lives that died at my hands over the last several hundred years. Was I even capable of redemption? If there was a God, how could they ever forgive a wretch like me? What made me redeemable in the eyes of Val was lost on me.
Read MoreAs Lucy read me the details, a knot began to form in the pit of my stomach. Something told me that I wasn’t going to find that mask in this building. I was almost positive that the mask she was describing was hidden in a box in the trunk at my apartment. I turned and looked up at the portrait of my great-grandmother and felt as though she were looking back at me with pride.
Read MoreI closed my eyes and let the heat envelop me. Her face came into view, a wide smile across her face. She didn’t say anything but looked into my eyes as a mother would her child. She blinked her eyes, then turned to her left, pointing to a wall of books.
Read MoreA single tear dripped down my face and stained the paper with some of the hardest words I had ever read. She hadn’t said it exactly, but I knew from her words that she was gone. Not just temporarily, but really gone.
Read MoreWe’re going to come back to that because that is not a common ability. Anyway, I can find things. Not just anything. Important things. Powerful things capable of mass destruction. Like this.
Read MoreDarrell sat in silence for a moment, then straightened himself up in his seat. “Fine, here it is. We’ve been looking for the books in that trunk for a long time. They’re part of a set of journals that have been kept by the women in your family for generations. Though it’s only a rumor, it’s said that the very first journal was written by a woman who had an affair with an otherworldly being.”
Read MoreWith her eyes still closed, Krista superheated the air under Sandy’s butt. She yelped and struggled with the door, trying to jump out. Krista smirked and opened her eyes. She took a deep breath and reached for her power. The air shimmered, and everything took on a brighter hue.
Read MorePrime suspect identified.” As if on cue, everything that Sani had opened—all the windows, doors, drawers, and cabinets—slammed shut simultaneously. I couldn’t stop myself from jumping at the sound, and I cursed myself for letting…whatever it was set me ill-at-ease.
Read MoreI walked to the door and laid my hand on it. It was warm to the touch, but I chalked that up to being in the afternoon sun. I ran my finger around the molding and felt a slight charge run through my arm. I closed my eyes and followed the line of the door to the knob, which felt almost hot. I couldn’t stop the smile that crawled across my face.
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