..…CHAPTER 29….. Isaac glared at the receding car, Dillon’s words hot in his ears. He wasn’t sure he was willing to deal with them after all, if they were as big of assholes as they seemed. His phone dinged and he yanked it from his pocket. Dillon: get in here. Read more…
..…CHAPTER 28….. November 16th “Mr. Isaac Kidd?” He turned quickly from assembling a computer on the counter behind the customer’s counter, and Oliver didn’t miss the instant tension as he took in his identity. Kudos for his quick thinking, as the younger man adopted a bland expression. “How can I Read more…
..…CHAPTER 27….. Phoebe smiled uncertainly. She had no clue what the niceties of this situation were. Was witch culture different? She had no idea. Gwen’s Handler, Jesse, smiled at Phoebe. “Thank you for letting Gwen visit. I have to run an errand, and she can’t come with me on this Read more…
…..CHAPTER 26….. November 15th Grocery shopping was one of Oliver’s odd pleasures. He didn’t cook in his House apartment very often due to spending so much time with Oscar’s family, but when he did, it was fun. A fun he couldn’t really share with many people. At the Dale-Carson house, Read more…
…..CHAPTER 1….. Denver, Colorado January 13th, 2023 Music pumped through the speakers, bombarding the whole club, feeling like a second heartbeat in his chest as Isaac wove his way through the gyrating Friday-night crowd. The frenetic beat was so fucking loud it almost interfered with his heart’s actual rhythm. Nothing Read more…
…..CHAPTER 25….. “Okay, what’s wrong?” Oscar said the instant the door of his office was shut. “Just something stupid. I’ll explain later.” “Okay.” Oscar understood immediately. He sat in his chair, while Oliver fetched two bottles of water from the mini-fridge by the desk. They discussed the case for awhile, Read more…
Welp, I’ve posted the first chapter of the next book in ‘The Witches’ War’ series, ‘The Wild Ones.’ Feel free to hop over to Booksie.com and take a peek!
…..CHAPTER 24….. Gwen settled into the chair next to Jesse in the observation room. In the interrogation room, a man in a pale blue polo shirt with white shorts sat fuming, huffing occasional sounds of anger. Alone, he eyed the window, then the camera in the corner, then the door Read more…
..…CHAPTER 23….. November 14th Oliver handed the cashier Oscar’s card even as he pulled his phone from his pocket in response to a text from Randall. She took it, then paused. Then put the card down, hand over it, scowling at him. No. At his cuff. “You’re a witch.” Oliver Read more…
..…CHAPTER 22….. November 12th The FBW&R, because they controlled witches, had had to make allowances that other government agencies didn’t have to. Not only did they house the witches, they had to feed them, too. So the whole building was dedicated to the presence of witches, from work to medical Read more…