Thursday, June 29, 2017

Vradin, Chapter Thirty-One

The delay in crossing over put the pack nearly an hour and a half behind the vampires. The tracks showed that there were only two of them, and they were trading the burden of Zoe's weight between them. On one hand, that was good. Forty vradin in a knock down fight versus two Night Kind was thirty nine vradin of over kill. On the other, it was bad. Two Night Kind could run faster scared than even one vradin could run wicked pissed.

Thursday, June 22, 2017

Vradin, Chapter Thirty

Waking up sucked. For one, there was a lot of light around me, stabbing into my eyes like (dare I say it?) knitting needles (shudder). Seriously, knitting needles -- especially those aluminum ones that are so cheap in the craft stores -- are dangerous. They're just blunt enough to hurt that much more when a person with sufficient strength decides to use them like a shiv to the kidneys. I have to admit, the whole learning how to find dangerous items in every day objects had not done wonders for my nerves.

Thursday, June 15, 2017

Vradin, Chapter Twenty-Nine

Aiden leaned back on his seat, watching a pair of small fey insects at their courting dance. He wasn't really paying attention to the light balls, but it afforded him an aloof look while he listened to the report of trespass within the monthaime.

Thursday, June 8, 2017

Vradin, Chapter Twenty-Eight

Tank got the text from Zoe, complete with pretty picture, and felt the blood chill in his veins. She had captured a pair of night kind driving a silver Honda Civic pulling up to the gas station in her photo. Tank was in the beemer and heading after her while he tried to get her on the line to warn her of the danger, but she did not answer his call. She did not send him another text.

Thursday, June 1, 2017

Vradin, Chapter Twenty-Seven

From Federal Way, I took the back way down through Auburn and near the Supermall to hop on to Highway 167 South. I wanted time to think,