LOGINI nodded. "Don't let me trip." "I'll do my best." With a shared laugh, we headed out the door. Esme was there at the door, hanging back. Gracian stepped away from me and linked arms with her. "We'll see you soon." I nodded and watched them go. We stood in the foyer of the building. From wh
Grace A month later... After the attack, the remaining members retreated into the cabinet to figure out what to do. After all, the other half and the president had been killed in the attack because they attacked Mooncrest. Luckily, Astarte had simply fixed everything, and aside from the aches an
Fire spilled over the doors as we fought our way down the stairs. Something swiped my cheek, but I didn't heed it. We stumbled over the bodies and slipped in the blood. I tried not to think about how many people I'd killed. I didn't want to think about it. "Back up is coming, but we need time, "
Grace I heard dying screams as I ran. The sound of battle echoed down the hallway. I found Astarte holding a group of attackers off at the door of the other stairs. "There was no way off." Astarte snarled. "Your mother's office! Lock the door." "What about--" "Go!" I bit my lip and ran
"A good PR move comes with a splash of fun." Astarted nodded forward. "I believe you should get to your command room, yes?" I nodded and headed upstairs to my father's office, adrenaline pumping through my veins. An attack, contained or not, was a serious threat. The city needed to be locked dow
Grace As we boarded the crowded bus, a knot of unease tightened in my gut. Astarte made a show of being intrigued. She smiled for every photo and seemed genuinely delighted, all the while, she explained her plan. I promised to help you. PR is important. Having me here will get you attention beyo
Grace Frustration gnawed at me. I stared at the blinking cursor on my screen, wishing that it would move. Words would appear, fill up the page and then I'd be free. My dissertation had been so slow-coming that it felt a bit like I'd never get it done. The words that should have been easy-coming we
I smirked as she hung up. “Why would you do that to Miss Grace?” Gregory asked. “Simple: she has to learn.” He sighed. “You didn’t do this with Devin.” I looked out the window. “I wasn’t old enough to be a decent parent, and Devin…” I sighed. Thinking of all the way I failed at raising him m
“And you?” I asked. “You don’t have any friends.” He snorted. “I have a stupid number of friends, Grace. I can’t even begin to explain how I juggle all of them…How’s your dissertation coming?” “How did you know I was working on it?” “Because I know you,” he sighed. “You go into these spirals w
Charles had said it was just a matter of vampire culture, but still. I groaned. “What?” “I’m…My brain is being… difficult.” He chuckled. “It’s good that you recognize that. If you want to talk about it, we can.” “Later." I sighed. “After a stiff drink and maybe some time to sort it all out i







