Alexander refused to betray the fear gathering under his collar bone. The Magnus, his grandfather, would do him no harm in the end. However, he would make him suffer along the way which he could hardly look forward to. Though they disagreed about how things should be run, the Magnus and Lore had a respect …
Alexander closed his eyes and steadied the world as he waited for the car door to open. Sheridan’s threat to come in after him if he wasn’t ready in twenty minutes had been a good one. He found the strength to be ready in eighteen minutes, a full minute before she would have burst into …
His behavior was no longer acceptable. Sheridan had done everything she could to give Alexander space after Lore’s death, but he needed to come out of his room and deal with the world. Things needed his touch, plus the Magnus called every day and she didn’t have a better answer for him than she didn’t …
I’m excellent at starting things. Finishing them is something I’m slightly less excellent at. This is not to say I don’t finish things because I do, just not always in a timely fashion. For instance, I started several stories on this blog which I have not completed or even really worked on. So You Wanna …
The Deans’ mausoleum walls, stark white with gray veins, crowded close as Alexander stood a few feet from the man acting as priest for the proceeding. Lorelei had never been specifically religious, but in this instance, he felt it necessary to make at least a nod in the direction of the thankless god which had …