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Shame on You (Fool Me Once #1) Syndelles Possession (The Angelini #2)

It’s a magic-induced fever, so we don’t know if it’ll have the same effects as if it was from an infection.

The Wild Hunt? she echoed, sounding intrigued.Yeah. Isn’t that, like, fairies and shit? It can’t be a real thing, I said, hoping she’d agree.

Twice Tempted by a Rogue (Stud Club #2)

I’m not sure, Kirsten admitted. I know the fairy-tale story, of course, and I’d always assumed it was one of those myths that was started to hide real magical activity. But maybe it’s the other way around. At any rate, we’ve been spinning our wheels on research, and at least this gives us a new place to start. Did Killian or Sabine give you anything else? Where are they now?Um. They’re both dead. I told her the rest of the story, still feeling guilty. But Kirsten wasn’t a tactical person, and didn’t bother to lecture me. She just said she would start researching the Wild Hunt—oh, and pick up Owen. She started to ask me more questions about him, but I hung up the phone. I had another call to make.When I’d gone to Las Vegas, I’d met a few interesting people besides Wyatt. One of them was Grace Brighton’s mother, Sashi, an outclan witch who specialized in healing magic. She could really only treat humans, but Noah was human.

Twilight Memories (Wings in the Night #2)

Sashi didn’t answer her phone—I had no idea what hours she worked, or if she was usually awake this early—so I left a message asking if she’d be willing to take an emergency trip to Los Angeles. I knew her rates weren’t cheap, but I would borrow the money from Dashiell if I had to. I wasn’t sure how crazy things were going to get the rest of the day, so I left Noah’s full name and the name of the hospital on the voice mail just in case.Shadow really didn’t want to have to wait for me in the parking garage, but I hadn’t gotten a chance to replace her service-dog cape, which had blown up in my van. She relented when I said she could hang out in the back of the pickup truck and keep an eye on the other vehicles. I pitied the car thief who chose that parking garage.

I jogged into the emergency room entrance, and spotted Jesse in the waiting area with his head in his hands.

The whole tableau was so eerily similar to the day Jameson had died that I actually stumbled and had to right myself. Jesse?The front of his black camo pants darkened, the stain spreading down his leg. I jumped back in overblown disgust, catching the attention of another PSF just across the row of vegetation. He came back to himself with a shudder—and with slow, dawning horror, looked down.

Tildon, the PSF who’d been watching called out, Status?Shit— The man’s face burned pink as he covered himself, seemingly torn between staying as he was or excusing himself to take care of the situation. Kids were sneaking glances at him, at each other. He seemed to realize it too, and rose on unsteady feet. I had just enough of a grip left on his mind to slide my right leg out to the side, and listen as his own leg mirrored the response and sent him crashing to his knees just before he reached the gate. The PSF—Tildon—he’d think he had tripped over someone. The image was the last one I planted before gently peeling back from his mind, refusing to watch as he walked briskly in the direction of the Control Tower.

Flesh (Flesh #1)

Too much, I chastised myself—next time I’d have to go for something subtler. But this one, this one I wouldn’t regret, no matter what. I rose unsteadily onto my feet to help Sam back onto hers, guiding her back over to our places. She was shaking, staring at me as if she knew what had really happened.Fix it, she whispered, whatever you did to me. Please. I need to know.

I couldn’t bring myself to look at her, knowing what sort of expression I’d see there. It had been like this with Liam, hadn’t it? All of the feelings, none of the memories—that’s what I’d left her with. No wonder she had seemed so confused and hostile after I’d wiped her memory. It must have been overwhelming. If she’d felt half as close to me as I did to her, the strange sense that something was wrong must have torn at her each day.I met her pleading eyes with a plea of my own. And just like always, she understood. A spark of the old Sam surfaced. Her eyebrows drew together and she pursed her lips. This was the silent language we’d developed over the years.

The PSF who’d been gazing in our direction, hand shading his eyes to make out Tildon’s distant form growing smaller and smaller, stepped over the mounds into our row. I tensed, waiting to feel his shadow cast over me. Try it, I thought, try it with any of these kids, and see where it gets you.Instead he walked away, continuing the watch that Tildon had been forced to abandon. I held my breath and slid my hand over, under the loose dirt, to grip Sam’s.

We worked through the morning into the afternoon, with only a small break to eat the apples and sandwiches they distributed for lunch. I devoured mine with dirt-stained hands, watching the changing colors of the sky.And that night, as I lay in the bunk beneath her, I slipped into Sam’s mind as soft as a breeze.

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