Dresden Files Novels & Stories

Zara listened without interrupting, which for Zara meant she was filing everything at a speed that most people couldn't match in conversation. "It's a network," Zara said coldly, her dark eyes scanning the perimeter of the café, noting every student walking past their table. "At least that's what I think. Davan operates on a separate ledger than the people who cornered us in the alley. But he isn't a shadow. He leaves footprints." Zara shifted slightly in her chair. "Is there anything else you're not telling us?" Caelith hesitated for a fraction of a second. Then, reaching down into the bag, she pulled out Orin’s ancient text, setting the heavy, dark leather volume flat onto the center of th

“Let’s alert the rest.” ………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………… Daniel frowned in concentration as he sat by the table in the living room studying the book on Luke’s origins. He wore a plain white turtle neck and black shorts. A cup of hot coffee was beside him which he sipped from occasionally. The only other person in the living room was Tisha who had fallen asleep on the couch, wearing an oversized white T-shirt that went down to her knees.

"Are you familiar with the whole River of Flames?" "Actually, it is the first time that I have seen this place since when I was sent here, I was already cursed and unconscious. But for the question, yes, I'm familiar with the River of Flames. The magical healer, my father, can show me many places without actually going to that place. And one of the places he showed me back then was this, the River of Flames. He had also give me some informations about this place and how deadly the soul guarding this. Have you heard about the punished witch soul Nerissa?"

He released the breath he’d absent-mindedly held when he was satisfied that she was fine. “You’re hurt!” Tara exclaimed as she rushed to Dennis’ side. “How?” she asked as she touched his bandaged chest. “Ouch! Be careful,” he moaned. “I’m not sure what happened. I was walking through the grove and... I don’t really know. Something attacked me.” Dennis’ face was pale and gaunt as he told his tale to the room. “It was this ugly, indescribable thing. It had the head of a wolf and the body of a huge cat. What would you even call something like that, a wolf-cat? I’m not sure.”

They followed me into the elevator and kept looking at me as we waited for the doors to open. I walked ahead to the bathroom while Nick and Nataly continued to Lynda’s office. I stood there and looked at myself in the mirror. ‘What have you done? Who are you, Jericho?’ I had never before in my life experienced guilt as it hit me all at once. The door opened and Lynda walked inside as I washed Robert’s blood from my hands. “Death at approximately nine seventeen. Positive confirmation at the morgue,” I said to Lynda. I kept washing my hands, the blood had been washed off but I kept washing them. Lynda finally closed the tap and took my hands in hers.