Honor Bound (Knights of the Board Room #3) Eternal Hunter (Night Watch #1)

Jurian leaned in as if hed kiss me, and brought his mouth to my ear. Were you smart enough to kill her before you took her skin?

Amrens small figure darted around a tent, wearing what looked to be Varians shirt. It came down to her knees, and its owner was indeed behind her, bare-chested as Rhys was, and wide-eyed.Amrens bare feet were splattered in mud and grass. It came here—its power. I can feel it—slithering around. Looking.

The Guardian (Dark-Hunter #20)

The Cauldron, Varian said, brows narrowing. But—its aware?We pried too deep, Amren said. Battle aside, it knows where we are as much as we now know its location.Nesta raised a hand. Listen.

The Associate

And I heard it then.It was a song and invitation, a cluster of notes sung by a voice that was male and female, young and old, haunting and alluring and—

I cant hear anything, Rhys said.

You were not Made, Amren snapped. But we were. The three of us …The frozen rage there rooted me to the spot.

But beneath it, I could almost see the images that haunted him: the hand Mor had yanked away, her weeping, distraught face as she had screamed at Rhys.And now, behind us, Mor was shaking in her chair. Pale and shaking.

Falling for My Best Friend's Brother (One Night Stand #2)

I only offered my hand to Azriel. Come sit beside me.Nesta had already moved her seat, and an extra chair appeared beside mine.

I didnt let my hand tremble as I kept it extended. And waited.Azriels eyes slid to Eris, the High Lords son panting beneath him. And the shadowsinger leaned down to whisper something in his ear that made Eris blanch further.

But the shield dropped. The shadows lightened into sunshine.Beron struck—only for his fire to bounce off a hard barrier of my own. I lifted my gaze to the High Lord of Autumn. Thats twice now weve handed you your asses. Id think youd be sick of the humiliation.

Helion laughed. But my attention returned to Azriel, who took my still-offered hand and rose. The scars were rough against my fingers, but his skin was like ice. Pure ice.Mor opened her mouth to say something to Azriel, but Cassian put a hand on her bare knee and shook his head. I led the shadowsinger to the empty chair beside mine—then walked to the table myself to pour him a glass of wine.