“Go ahead.” Norah smiled encouragingly. She cleared her throat, her voice crackling softly. “My name is Annamaria Einar, and I was kept in that place for over fifteen years.” Unease rippled over the others, causing many to shift in their seats. Pitying glances were thrown her way, but she acknowled
“They made me drown people.” The boy whispered, peering out at me through his curtain of hair. “I’m an elemental. I control water, like my dad. I lost count of how many I killed, but I still see their faces. I dream about them a lot. When I was little, I wanted to be a warrior.” He swallowed, “I sti
Nox’s P.O.V. The look on her face as she took in her surroundings was nothing short of adorable. “A mall.” She cooed, forcing a smile to her face. Panic danced in her eyes, and I knew the only reason she bothered to cover it up was to keep from upsetting me. Crowds had been understandably difficu
Lilac utilized my presence as I’d hoped, ushering me in and out of several dressing rooms until she realized how biased I truly was. “Nox!” She whined, “You’re supposed to help me, not say yes to everything I try on.” I leaned against the wall, drinking in every dip and curve of her body. It wasn’
“Nox!” She yelped when I latched onto her sweet cunt, clawing at my hair in an effort to push me away. Sweetness rolled across my tongue, forcing me to palm my cock in an effort to keep from coming. I slid my tongue up her slit, gathering everything I could before lavishing her clit with frantic st
“So, how do I look?” Lilac puffed out her chest, which was covered in the same tac gear as the rest of Lyra’s warriors. A black, bulletproof vest overlapped several layers of fire-proof clothing, fitted with numerous pockets that each held various types of weapons. We stood in a clearing just a fe
Lilac’s P.O.V. “Riley said I have a half-brother. I think…” I opened my eyes and sucked in a trembling breath, “I think he’s here.” Nox placed a hand on my shoulder, causing the guards around us to shift nervously. We stuck out like a sore thumb, dressed to the nines in our tactical gear. The few
Through the haze of bloodlust I kept tabs on my half-brother. He remained in that building, surrounded by a handful of guards. Enough to tell me that prisoner or not, he was important. A phantom breeze danced up the back of my spine, so light that I would’ve missed it if it hadn’t been for the voic