The Awakening (Darkest Powers #2) Unraveled (Intertwined #2)

Alex, I need a doctor, he says into his phone. What? No, I just got stabbed in one of my balls with a pin.

The cadence of their words was increasing, faster and faster, as if he knew she was running out of time … and by extension, he was, too.Those eyes of his, such a pale green … and there was something strange about them. The pupils were too small.

Leviathan (Leviathan #1)

I cannot drink, she repeated. Dearest Virgin Scribe, her mind was muddled beyond measure.Follow me and you will be able to.He held out his hand to her. Come with me. I shall take you back home, and then you will drink.

Rock with Me (With Me in Seattle #4)

She looked to the door. There was a pull to it, a draw that made her want to reach out and complete the cycle that had started as soon as she had fainted unto the floor.But what she felt toward her son was stronger.

Turning away, she gave the portal her back. Return me to your father?

Walking forward, she clasped the warm palm of her son instead of the knob of the door, and lead her on he did, escorting her out of the white fog, away from the death that had come for her, toward …Meeting the reflection of her own eyes, she wondered what the hell she’d put into motion. There were things in life you could undo.

This was not one of them—Her stomach let out a noise like her heart was spelunking down to her butt. Glancing at the thing, she muttered, Okay, people, let’s all get along.

The Birthday Ball

With her guts grinding on the food she’d thrown into them, she turned around and walked back for the bed.Except that was not where she ended up.

Instead, she went into the closet, pulled on a blue bathrobe and shoved her socked feet into a pair of pink UGGs that Marissa had gotten all the females in the house as a joke.The First Family’s quarters were so sumptuous that Beth didn’t spend a lot of time looking or thinking about the way they were turned out, and as usual, she was relieved as she left them. Yeah, sure, the place was lovely—if you were a sultan. For godsakes, it was like trying to sleep in Ali Baba’s cave, jewels twinkling on the walls and the ceiling—and not fake ones, either.

And no, she’d never gotten used to the gold toilet.The whole thing was absurd—

Holy crap, she thought as she locked the vault back up behind her. How did anyone raise a kid in that environment?A kid that was halfway normal, that is.