Karla checked her itinerary another time, waiting for the portal that would take her home. Seven layovers, including a long one in...Revolutionary France? Huh. That sounded interesting. Maybe she'd pick up some tips for her eventual bid to regain Glacia from her uncle--wait. No reason to think of that now. Nope, no thinking, time to look over the ( Read more... )

Karla shouldn't have been so surprised that their anniversary had been as extravagant as it was. But Warren had exceeded even her expectations--set pretty damn high after her birthday in Hawaii swimming with dolphins--and pulled out all the stops. It had been a full day of exploring, sight-seeing, and general touristing in one of the most beautiful ( Read more... )

Karla stared at the Causeway. She needed to simply cross it and she’d be on the mainland. And there were plenty of people there who would enjoy taking advantage of a young girl, one who appeared lost and vulnerable. She would have no problem showing them the error of their ways, no problem with claiming the debt that their other victims couldn’t ( Read more... )