MasukI 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
Does it bring you joy? I thought of Cecil and how happy she was with her colors and paints. How she laughed and smiled happily as she built whatever came to mind with her blocks and played with her dolls. The thought that one day she wouldn't have that joy anymore was heart-wrenching. But how was
Charles I washed my hands quickly as George watched me with a tense gaze. "Your Majesty, this is Lt. Grace at the Midwest Outskirt Enforcer Base." I smiled. "Lt. Grace, odd for you to be calling me." "I was told that you were the person to call. My apologies for interrupting your evening. Lady Red
Grace Charles smiled and pulled me close. He tugged the zipper of my dress down quickly and peeled it down my shoulders. He groaned. "Fuck, yes." I shivered, unsure if it was from the cold or if it was desire. He unhooked my bra and then settled me on the couch beneath the large blanket. "I fe
Grace Eason blinked once and then again. The glow of his eyes wavered and flickered, but the hue they had been before didn't return. The grey started to turn colder, clearer like starlight. His brow furrowed as his eyes shifted around the room. They settled on Ethan for a moment before drifting to







