Mag-log in2019, December 26th
“I told you to wait for me, James. She's not going to talk to you. Honestly, I'm surprised she's still here,” said Troy, sitting down next to James. “This is my house. No one comes to it, takes a shot at me and just walks out. I don't care how good she is. She still bleeds, right?” James said, the wrath of his Beaumont blood threatening to come out. Keira perked up, smiled her killer smile and spoke for the first time since being taken captive. “All your friends are so hot, Troy,” she said, winking at James while licking her lips. “Especially this one. His eyes are almost as delicious as yours.” Troy watched her get to James, the way she was no doubt about to get to him. James had been in here too long. Troy needed to ask the right questions and do it fast, before James Beaumont lost his shit. Keira turned back to Troy, reached out a finger to his face, which he promptThe way he was squirming in his chair almost put her at ease. Emily didn't want the past to drive her mad anymore. She was here and so was he and they were sharing this moment, had been sharing many everyday moments just like they used to and that was all that mattered. "More wine?" she asked, throwing him a dazzling smile. "I know you don't get drunk like the rest of us, but it may at least slow that brain of yours. You know, stop it from exploding." He gave her a sheepish grin. "I'm that obvious, huh? It's just been—" She reached over and put her hand over his. "A really long time coming," she said impulsively. Emily didn't quite know where they were in their relationship either. She hadn't realized just how many lines she crossed with Aaron when they weren't dating, how familiar she always was with him. How was it not obvious that she was in love with this man? "Sorry," she said, pulling her hand away. He'd let her pull away every time she touched him even in
“You and I both know that wasn’t your fault, Keira. You and I are allies for life, whether you like it or not. I can’t promise not to put a bullet in Kate if I should get the chance, but I am forever in your debt and will stand with you like you stood with me.” She looked up at him and he gave her a nod. Keira smiled her killer smile. Only Troy Pierce could somehow make her find a silver lining in the misery that was this day.“Fair enough,” she said, giving him a nod back. “What’s the play? Any suspects?” “Only the entire table. It could literally be anyone.”“Including Nathan and Kate, I hope.”Troy knew he was overstepping, felt her killer eyes on him as he said the words. Dormers were off limits to everyone except other Dormers. That was a House of Assassins rule. She’d already let the Kate comment slide, but Nathan was something else. As the youngest of them, Nathan was both Kate and Keira's little pet. To go after him is
2020, August 23rd(Imperium, Warlanda)Two days after her mother’s death the sharks were already circling. Not to go against Keira. Rather to poke holes in the way she did things in the wake of Madz's death in the hopes of someone else doing the challenging for them. Madz's death had created a void, caused unrest, even stirred rumours of war. The entitled imbeciles were getting themselves riled up. Not because they lamented the loss of her mother. As they stood rubbing shoulders in her drawing room, lords and ladies whispered their concerns that they might be next. Keira had better things to do than pacify these idiots. “Our condolences for Madz to The House of Dormer,” said Troy, stepping forward to offer Keira his hand.Nathan took his hand in her stead. “Thank you, Your Majesty,” said Nathan, giving King Troy’s hand a firm shake. Keira swirled the Rum in her glass round and round. She wasn't much differe
Seated on the other side of the restaurant by the window, Lady Keira Dormer was having a rough time. Her ex-fiancé's killer was finally dead and his child was safe. Suddenly, there was no action to take and the walls closed in on her hard. Ethan was really gone. It was set to be another night wallowing in her grief until she saw him. Subtle shift in the atmosphere. The piercing, rugged, good looks of The Casanova of Caines had her taking notice. Keira had watched him through the slightly ajar partition that separated his dark, secluded corner from the rest of the restaurant for about an hour before Emily Maine showed up. As she watched them exchange heated words, the memory of Ethan took a backseat to Aaron's tortured face. He stirred unfamiliar sensations in her. Just like the first time she laid eyes on him in Sartis Est. These chicks needed to get their heads checked. Aaron Condor was devastatingly, take me now, hot. Eyes bluer than the ocean, big en
2020, February 14th (Capital City, Warlanda)Emily walked through the doors of the candlelit restaurant and Aaron's fear that he'd made a mistake was confirmed. What kind of dumbass had Aaron been for letting Aria talk him into this?"Troy sends his regards," said Emily, taking the seat across from Aaron. Emily put the ring box down in front of Aaron, who just looked at it. The bloody thing was obviously cursed. "Aria really did want to come Ron, but Troy's just not—" "Since when are you and Aria such besties?" Aaron asked, draining the glass of champagne in front of him."I guess things are better now that you're not in the picture. I'm even allowed to come to the wedding now." "Well whoop de doo for you."He got up, threw a few bills down onto the table and was about to walk out when she took his hand and stopped him. "What part of not friends did you not get?" he snapped. "I'm not sor
Why did he have to go complicating this good thing they had going? They weren't dating. At least that's what she kept telling him. When was the last time she liked being with someone for extended periods of time that wasn't Ethan? When did he stop just getting into her pants and start getting into her head, too?“How's your family going to feel about that?” she asked, letting the robe fall back to reveal her naked body. He always looked like it was the first time. Her model sexy long legs, immaculately curvaceous ass and breasts, perfectly toned body, deadly dark eyes, silky soft dark curls sitting on her shoulders, impossibly beautiful face. All of her said look away if you can. He was with Aria when he first met her, but the bad boy in him followed Keira the first time he laid eyes on her, anyway. It was the same now as it was then, only worse. He'd seen everything under her clothes. Her naked body made her absolutely lethal. Nothing could make him sto







