It was loud, it was way too loud, and Logan stumbled his way up the stairs, back up to the main floor of The Chapterhouse. The lights were blinding, forcing his eyes shut as he made his way over to the bar and leaned heavily against it. Hands... he could feel someone's hands on him, and he batted them away as he tried to think. Everything was a ( Read more... )

Winter seemed to be holding on as long as possible, and Logan ducked into Loretta's more for the heating than the plate of ribs and the beer that he ordered once he was inside ( Read more... )

Alcuin had been on Miranda for a total of three days, and he was still quite overwhelmed. Though to be fair, until now Phedre had hardly let him out of her sight. He did not blame her for that, not really, not after hearing that she had thought him dead for the last four years. Of course, he had feared the same of her, and it had only been a ( Read more... )