Candle smoke

Ghosts of Desire

The first thing he made her do was burn the gown. She tore the beautiful rose silk into narrow strips and fed them, one by one, into the flames. It smelled like burning hair. When he wasn't looking, she tucked a scrap of cloth into the pocket of the too-large linen trousers he had given … Continue reading Ghosts of Desire

White Tea


"You brought her here? Are you insane?" Marna glowered at the three of them. This was not the reaction Callum had expected. "We thought you'd be pleased," he said, allowing a hint of vexation to creep into his voice. Had they not just found a piece of the puzzle? "Really." It was not a question. "Pleased … Continue reading Sanctuary


Deep Magic

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

Heart's Desire, or Need


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