Silence rippled through the gathering. Whispers tangled like wildfire. My chest hollowed out, my palms clammy. He knew something, or wanted me to believe he did. Either way, the seed of doubt was planted, and I felt it burrow deep. Jenny laughed beside him, tilting her head onto his shoulder like sh
AmeliaThe shared supply base smelled of dust and dried grain, the air heavy with the scent of sweat and damp stone. It was one of the few areas where soldiers from both the Haven and the outer bunkers crossed paths, trading lists and crates under the wary eye of guards. I had come looking for medic
“Then prove it,” I panted, rolling my hips against his.His mouth captured mine again, slower this time, his tongue stroking against mine as his hand teased lower. He palmed my breast through the fabric, his thumb circling my nipple until I moaned against him. His other hand slipped beneath my skirt
AmeliaThe shortages were becoming impossible to ignore. Families in the outer bunkers grew restless as food lines stretched longer each day, and medicines ran out before the lists of names did. The elders argued in circles, blaming rogues, blaming one another, blaming Richard’s withdrawal from the
AmeliaThe supply dock was always noisy, crates being hauled in, guards arguing over manifests, the clang of metal echoing off the stone walls. But when Jenny’s voice rang out, sharp and cutting, the noise seemed to shrink around it.“There she is,” Jenny said, her tone dripping with venom. “The wol
AmeliaElsa arrived at the Haven like she had been waiting for this moment her entire life. She didn’t come quietly. She swept in with an entourage of journalists and camera crews trailing after her, their equipment already rolling before she even stepped out of the sleek black car. Her coat was tai