Mag-log inThe entire family had gathered in the dining room and was chatting amiably over a very impressive spread that had been laid out by the kitchen–two prime rib roasts, a honeyed ham, and three roast ducks were the centerpieces of the table, all of which were being enjoyed liberally by everyone.George
RowanMom ran her fingers across Selene's head, admiring her fine white hair. She looked every ounce the doting grandmother instead of a ball of uncertainty, like Maeve. Maeve was pacing back and forth near the fall wall of my bedroom, her arms folded across her chest and her head bent as she tried
Kacidra joined in the conversation. "Maeve is right, Rowan. We need to know what's happening with you and Hanna, or else we'll never be able to help."Rosalie's voice was calm and supportive as she asked, "Is it Hanna that's troubling you, son? Is she doing all right?My first instinct was to tell t
Gemma and Ernest had flown down with my parents and their son George, who was just two months older than Maeve's sons.A moment later, the library door opened and more of our family members poured in, as if they were fully aware of the thoughts I'd just had and I'd summoned them. I pushed aside my n
RowanThe castle was abuzz with its usual day-to-day activities. Servants and maids passed me in the hallway carrying baskets of laundry and trays of tea. I could hear the clattering of cookware as I left my office and walked toward the grand staircase off the foyer, seeing the door to the servants'
"Who? What happens?""There's so much more out there," Mara said dreamily. "So, so much more.""Maeve!" Troy called from down the beach.I turned to look at him, and when I turned back to Mara, she had taken off. "Wait!" I called after her, but she had already made it out of earshot, her footsteps l
I could try again...She said it could still happen…"How many more times…"I knew my voice could barely be heard, but I still asked. Then I regretted my question immediately. How could she possibly answer that question?The memories of his touch flooded my mind, and the idea he would touch me again
I was lost in the way he was kissing me.I felt frozen in time, and the only thing that I was aware of was how he was touching me– how he was holding me.He was impacting me more than I could understand, but I wanted it all.Time had stopped in that moment, and, for once, I never wanted it to start
**Rosalie's POVA long sigh escaped my lips as I put down the second book I had finished on the soft surface of my comforter. Day two of Ethan's visitors being within the pack grounds, and I was getting bored being cooped up in my room.I shook my head – who did I think I was?Talon told me it was f
"Open your mouth for me..." His voice was deep and low. His lips were barely above my own.I did as he asked and opened my mouth, and slowly, he deposited the pills before handing me a glass of water. After I swallowed them down, he replaced the glass upon the nightstand.He quickly stripped off the







