Kagome’s chest clenched at Sesshoumaru’s choice of words. She didn’t know properly how to take that, or even if she should. Hand-in-hand, she followed him beneath the falls all the same. The iridescent spray pounded down on her head and shoulders, pleasurably warm and crisply fragrant. She heard a silvery sound as she passed, like
Bane of Blood: La Gorgona, Part 8
After a few more meandering conversations, Fernando found himself standing before his grandmother’s home, a thatched-roof, dilapidated shack at the edge of the jungle. Little more than a dirt path had led up to it—a goat path, he saw now. In the bare earthen yard, a wiry, slack-teated nanny and her gaggle of skinny kids
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Whatever reservations Shin still had about the water, he got over them quickly enough—especially when Sesshoumaru slid into the pool and splashed him. Clutching her son to her, Kagome yelled, splashing him back. Shin thrashed, growling in her hold. When Kagome let him go, he transformed at once into his humanoid youkai form and shot
Bane of Blood: La Gorgona, Part 7
The rest of Fernando’s journey proceeded without much incident. Having lived more or less on the streets as a boy, he knew to travel lightly and inconspicuously. He kept as little in the way of money or valuables on him as possible. Physically, he caught the eye. There was nothing he could do about that.
In Rhythm (Teaser)
Juggling an armful of hard seltzers, Melanie shouldered her way through the throng of festival goers, shouting and stumbling as she went. The wait had been so long at the drink stand that the concert was nearly at an end. It was well past midnight now—pitch-black and muggy and roaring loud. Melanie hastened as best
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Kagome couldn’t deny she was itching to check out that heated pool at the center of the castle—’slumbering’ youkai presiding or not. Despite the cold weather, she’d gotten sweaty from the various trials of the day, and she wanted to wash up before dinner. No longer comatose from gorging himself on blood-plums, Shin was raring
Bane of Blood: La Gorgona, Part 6
II It took Fernando the better part of a week to reach his mother’s hometown from Bogotá. Part of the reason for this delay was that on his first night away from the hacienda, Juan Francisco caught up with him in the town of Granada. Flush with this small victory against his wife María Luisa—and
Bane of Blood: La Gorgona, Part 5
It was safe to say that no one was more eagerly anticipating Fernando’s ascent to manhood than Juan Francisco. The summer before Fernando was slated to go abroad to university, the senator was walking on air. For months he’d been planning a grand, bacchanal tour for the two of them and delighting himself with the
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When Shin continued to look grumpy, Kagome figured he was just hungry. Bouncing him on her hip, she went over to her yellow backpack. Kneeling down, she rifled through it. She offered Shin some jarred applesauce on a spoon, at which he turned up his snub nose. She offered him some mashed carrots, some mashed
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Kagome paced back and forth in the lofty central alcove of the castle, unable to rest while her son was turned to stone. Every other second, her eyes would flick to Shin in the small bed of furs where Sesshoumaru had placed him. The faint thunk he’d made on impact had reminded Kagome disconcertingly of