His thoughts seemed to be following hers as he pulled her closer and began kissing her with that focused attention Eleanor adored. She threaded her fingers through his hair, then froze. “What’s that noise?” Cadan sat straight and looked around. “It’s coming from the cupboard by the door.” It was a whirring sound, with the …
“And yet again, I do all the work, and Janice takes all the credit.” Maya slumped onto the battered sofa and took a swig from her can of beer. Dylan was not sympathetic. “I’ve told you a million times, either don’t do the work, or make it so she can’t take the credit.” “Oooorrrrr,” Maya …
Area summary, according to Ilsa Rolling hills and lush valleys southwest of the Fall, including Moss Island; many wealthy individuals have large estates here. Our visit Our second outing was to the Vale, a wide expanse of rolling hills and lush valleys on the western side of the Cauldron.We took the first bridge across the …
The ruby lynx prowled the perimeter of its cage, glaring out at the people beyond the bars. It seemed annoyed rather than afraid. Affronted by the gawking gaggle of humans disturbing its peace. But it was so beautiful, so soft yet ferocious, so cute but dangerous. We couldn't do anything but gawk. Well, that and …
Abigail added the last of the ingredients to her largest cooking pot and stirred the gently bubbling brew. It was exactly the right colour, and consistency for this stage of the process. Now it just needed to simmer for a few hours. Which meant she had time for a little bit of pruning and harvesting, …
“Well it’s quality innit? You can see just by lookin.” The stallholder wasn’t wrong, the little silver snuff box was a high quality piece, but it was also ugly as sin. Deliberately so, if Jerry was any judge, whoever made the box had either actively disliked the person they were making it for, or the …
There’s something in me that insists it is summer, but that something has yet to convince the weather. The drizzle that welcomed my last visitor, hasn’t stopped for more than half an hour (at most) since then, and I believe that to have been a week ago, although it’s hard to keep track. I feel …
The mixture looked disgusting and smelled amazing. “What are you making?” Gretchen smiled as her teenage stepsons ambled into the kitchen. Trust them to follow their noses to food. “It’s some sort of chocolate cake recipe your Aunt Marcia suggested I try.” She looked down at the mess in the mixing bowl. “Unless baking makes …
Cadan needed help getting ready for bed but was already moving far more easily than he had in the bath house. They lay together in the dark, aware of each other, and their own bruises and hurts, sleep elusive. He murmured. “You’ve still never told me why you hate being called ‘Ellie’.” Eleanor sighed. “When …
They were being sent into exile. That’s if she didn’t end up in the dungeon for murdering her idiot babbler of a husband before they were delivered to wherever it was they were being sent. To never walk the rooms of this house again, to never visit the shops along the Queen’s Boulevard, to never …
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