Callum was not the sort to be easily swayed by a beautiful woman, but something about this one captivated him. He followed her into a room bright with firelight and voices. She wafted through the room, breeze-like, drawing glances in her wake like dry leaves, and disappeared into a shadowy alcove. Following her, he drew … Continue reading The Scent of Apple
Vernía placed a small bottle and a single cup on the table. She was nervous, Callum realized. "I've drunk of Heart's Desire before. I don't understand how it will help us." He gave his sister a wicked grin. "Unless, of course, you think I need a good lay." "Callum!" Vernía shook her head. "Any hedge … Continue reading Deep Magic
Seonid's fingers, usually so nimble, fumbled with the buttons at the neck and wrists of her gown. She was careful not to brush the silk damask against the damp, mildewed walls. She opened the door, letting in a burst of raucous laughter from below, and slipped down the stairs without a backward glance. This post … Continue reading Damask
Sunshine flooded her face. It tasted like honey and coriander. She put a hand to her head and opened her eyes. Seonid lay in a large field of wildflowers, mountains looming all around, and the air was crisp and fresh. She blinked and sat up. Well. This had never happened before. Usually she found herself … Continue reading Need
Christine Hanolsy 