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Valiant (Modern Faerie Tales #2) Everlost (Skinjacker #1)

Bastien’s voice trailed off as his eyes moved further up the beach. They fixed on an area in the distance. He sped up again and then stopped after about half a mile. There appeared to be nothing different about this stretch of beach than the one we had just traversed. There were no signs of holes or indentations anywhere. I was not sure why he was stopping here…

He would not be a husband to her.Just the thought of it left him grim. Lucy wasn’t going to have a regular marriage, because Haselby didn’t like women. Not the way a man was meant to.

Sunlight Moonlight

Haselby would be kind to her, and he’d probably provide her with an exceedingly generous allowance, which was more than many women had in their marriages, regardless of their husbands’ proclivities.But it did not seem fair that, of all people, Lucy was destined for such a life. She deserved so much more. A house full of children. And dogs. Perhaps a cat or two. She seemed the sort who’d want a menagerie.And flowers. In Lucy’s home there would be flowers everywhere, he was certain of it. Pink peonies, yellow roses, and that stalky blue thing she liked so well.

Kiss of Death (The Morganville Vampires #8)

Delphinium. That was it.He paused. Remembered. Delphinium.

Lucy might claim that her brother was the horticulturalist of the family, but Gregory could not imagine her living in a home without color.

There would be laughter and noise and splendid disarray-despite her attempts to keep every corner of her life neat and tidy. He could see her easily in his mind’s eye, fussing and organizing, trying to keep everyone on a proper schedule.He gazed up at us, his eyes shining with anxiety.

My name is Atticus Conway, he introduced himself in a nasally voice. But… it was not a British voice. This man had an American accent. Despite his likeness, this sent alarm bells ringing. I have come for my son, Lawrence Conway. You must let me take him, or he will die. It might even already be too late.I narrowed my eyes on him even as his words flamed my angst. My gaze roamed his boat. A speedboat. I half expected to see the letters IBSI painted on the side of the vessel. But I did not.

Cold-Hearted Rake (The Ravenels #1)

Why do you say that he will die? I asked, trying to keep my voice steady. What is wrong with your son, exactly? What did the IBSI do to him? And who are you?The man’s face tilted to me, his expression earnest. The IBSI is in the process of developing a formula that, if realized, will enhance a human’s prowess to levels never reached before. Its purpose is to enhance abilities in combat, but also self defense…

Levels never reached before? Derek interrupted. I have seen for myself heightened abilities in IBSI members. Have they not already developed such a formula?The man shook his head. It sounds like what you have witnessed is just the early stages. They are developing something much more powerful—though, he added quickly, I have not been privy to any further details about it.

What was your son doing with them in the first place? Corrine asked.He was a test subject, Atticus replied. A willing test subject, I should add.

W-Was—Is—he an IBSI member? I choked.He was, and is, not, Atticus replied. And neither am I. We are citizens of Chicago… or what’s left of it.

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