LOGINFractured memories of the night I nearly drank myself to death careen to the forefront of my mind. There was a woman. I don’t remember her face or her name. I was so far gone with drink and self-loathing that I gave in to whatever kind of attention and stimulations she had to offer. It was consensua
ColeThe letter came in the dead of night, rain-soaked and smeared, but I’d know her handwriting anywhere, in any condition. She’d written that she needed to see me, urgently, that it couldn’t wait, and she couldn’t explain why, not in a letter, not at the risk of what she needed to tell me going pu
EmeldaIt’s a quiet night. A long, silent walk from the castle. I needed this quiet, this stillness in the late summer air. Ravenfell comes into view beyond the trees, twinkling in the darkness. I smile, shaking my head as I look down at my shoes. I can still feel the weight of the twins in my arms
MichaelI haven’t been to Scarlet Thunder in… years. I didn’t realize how long it’s been until I pulled up to the back of the castle, somewhat startled by how small it looks compared to my memories from my childhood. Not that it's a small castle, but I'm much bigger now. I step out of my car, my fac
Faye“Oh, Faye, this is beautiful,” Emory says as she walks around the wide room on the second floor of the newly constructed manor. She runs her fingers over the pale blue and pink floral wallpaper and white trim, her jade eyes sparkling as she takes in the lace curtains and soft cream carpet. “I l
EmeldaIn the week since the twins were born, I’ve been busy with the final touches on my cottage. I spent days this past spring digging in the front garden, planting herbs and vegetables, and fixing the front path. I hired a group of shifters to replace the roof and update the inside, installing ne
RainerGeorge Nightstone is a tall, muscular man that hovers over Ivy while she is trying to read the grimoire. Ever since we brought the male shifter to Ivy’s cottage, he’s been watching her like a bird of prey. Willow and I exchange looks, wary about this development. Ivy seems to mostly ignore hi
“I don’t regret how things went with Kane. I wouldn’t trade my life for anything, but that time was also hectic and full of danger. Having a child during a war was very stressful.”“Do you wish you could have waited? Taken your time with everything?” he asks me.“I don’t know. Maybe? It was a little
LexI have never cared for King Matthias of Red River. We first met when he visited Crimson Peak soon after Kane’s coronation. He’d recently been married, and the couple were already being unfaithful to one another. I found this out when I came back to my suite to find King Matthias’s wife waiting f
WillowWhile we are at Moon Grove, I try to cast a locator spell on Lydia to pinpoint where she’s been taken. Emory talks to her brother and manages to get a personal item of Lydia’s from him. She accidentally left behind her hairbrush from when she was here over the weekend. There’s a large map on







