LOGINHis volume grew and spittle rained with each phrase he spat."As it is, I’m not allowing you to make any more decisions.” Crimson moved upward filling his saggy neck like a cloth-absorbing dye and creeping onward toward his cheeks and ears.“Alton, calm down. Bryce didn’t mean…” Though Suzanna's wor
“Uncle Alt—”A heavy hand landed upon my shoulder. “Where do you think you’re going?”I turned, perspiration dotting my skin as my shoulder shuddered with Alton’s touch. Fighting the urge to flinch away, I nodded toward the lawn at the few people standing below and answered, “To talk to the guests o
AlexandriaPatrick’s eyes met mine before he looked at his watch. It was his silent plea, and he was right. I needed to leave; however, since Bryce had left Alton’s den, he hadn’t left my side. With each glass of champagne or tumbler of whiskey, his enthusiasm for our marriage grew.“I’m happy,” Mil
I shook my head. “I don’t know. Patrick didn’t know. Only that Charli had a plan.”Trust me. Her words came back as I once again paced, my shoes becoming covered by a fine layer of red dust. Trust—I’d asked that same thing of Charli many times. Now it was my turn. I fucking hated the wait. It was he
NoxMy shoes pounded the Georgia clay. Back and forth I paced, watching my phone: the time, Charli’s app, and Oren’s texts. The sky was dark, barely a sliver of moon lighting the expanse from the woods to the manor.“Are you sure she can find the way?” I asked Isaac.“It’s not difficult. You can see
“No. You’re also not a doctor. If I don’t have a gurney in less than three minutes, you’ll no longer be a night nurse at Magnolia Woods. ”If I hadn’t known that Deloris was watching his every move through the Magnolia Woods security feed, I may have been concerned. I wasn’t. My attention was focuse
It took me an entire evening, but I searched every square inch of my room. I unplugged my clock and unscrewed every light bulb. I even unscrewed outlet covers. My mind told me I was paranoid, but my heart wouldn't let me stop looking.I didn't find a thing, nothing unusual.That didn't mean that I p
AlexandriaCompromises.That was the word I liked to use as I assessed my plight.I hadn't given in to every mandate nor had I blazed my own way. Five days of compromises. Five days of avoidance. And most of all, five days without any contact from Nox.With each passing day, I'd begun to wonder if h
As I imagined Charli lying there in the Southern California sun, her e-reader and big hat, the skimpy bathing suit...I missed some of what Patrick was saying."....the corporation. Why would she give a shit? They've never cared about her dreams.""Tell me what I'm up against. How can I get in the ma
"Jane probably knew," he added."What's the deal with her?""Who, Jane?"I nodded."Nothing. She was Alex's nanny when she was younger, probably her best friend.""Do you know her last name? Why isn't she helping to get her out of this?""I don't know her last name. She's just Jane. If anyone could







