Chapter Six “Why do you think she helped us?” Lock asked, scratching his chin. That was something that had been bothering Jost. What was her agenda? It couldn’t be because she thought they were harmless. She’d helped them after watching them kill several men. It occurred to him that she might have been working with…
Chapter Five “What should we do with the bodies, Captain?” Lock asked. He was a short man and older, his beard turning gray. His years at sea showed in his weathered skin and swollen knuckles. Danny and Jost stared at the five bodies on the ground. It was tempting to give the order to leave…
Chapter Four Jost blew into his cupped hands, hoping his breath would do something about the cold setting into them. A cold night had turned into an even colder morning. The four men next to him were doing much the same as they stamped their feet to try to get some of the feeling to…
Chapter Three “Are we really landing there?” Trent asked, skepticism in his voice as he stared at the rocky shore in the distance. The Northern Reaches weren’t much to look at. What wasn’t covered in snow was grey and rocky. There was little to no vegetation. Just dirt and rock and ice. Hardly an inviting…
Chapter Two A pounding at the door jolted Jost out of sleep. A naked woman lay sprawled on her stomach next to him, her hair a golden tangle down her back. “Get the door, handsome,” she grumbled as she snuggled deeper into her pillows. The person at the door pounded on it again. Jost threw…
This is a short scene from the prologue of Dawn’s Envoy told from Liam’s perspective. She had that frown on her face again. The one that said she was considering a dozen different scenarios and their possible outcomes. As always, it filled him with an almost irresistible urge to smooth those lines away, if only…
Chapter one Jost was not a patient man by nature. Unfortunately, a man in his position learned to acquire such skills whether he appreciated the finer points of them or not. They were a necessary part of the job, and he was nothing if not good at his job. “Please. Please, no. I’ve told you…
Tate waited in front of a large iron wrought gate and eyed the monstrosity it protected with a conflicted expression that edged towards distaste. While the house behind its barrier wasn’t really that hideous, it was the complete opposite of anything she’d planned to live in. It was huge and overdone, lacking any class while…
They were moving too slowly. The villagers would catch them again. It was only a matter of time. When they did, their mercy would be nonexistent. Fallon crossed his arms as he sized up the reason for the delay. It might be better for them all if he were to eliminate the injured man here…
“We’re being pursued,” Fallon observed. It had started shortly after their flight from the village. The strange woman’s team had made an effort to delay their trackers by releasing the horses—a sound, if ultimately ineffective, plan. It appeared the villagers had wasted little time rounding up the mounts and forming a posse intent on their…
