A Missing Dream

     "Why are we throwing Kitty a wedding again?" Kearna Tierney looked up from her notepad, the fountain pen held loosely in one hand. She lifted a brow at her roommate, Sierra, who was frowning at a glossy catalogue of bridesmaid dresses. The cowgirl grunted, turni...

     The wind rustled through the overgrown oak leaves and toyed with Jonas Foster's black hair. The former death mage and hit for hire stood on the cracked sidewalk, his hands in his jacket pockets, and stared at the small, white house. Literally eighteen years had passed sin...

     The bacon fat spit and sizzled when Jonas Foster tossed the raw meat into the frying pan, temporarily drowning out the former death mage's words.      "...so that's when I hit her," he said, turning around and leaning on the opposite counter....

     Jezebel clapped her hands when the ice cracked and opened, allowing the hulking Tzimisce to step out of the diorama. She kicked a handful of bloody pearls out of the way, making sure Arbalest Vlar wouldn't slip, and almost skipped around him. Dona Elena Atima Justinicus C...

     The desk was all but invisible behind the stacks of file folders, fast-food wrappers, abandoned coffee cups and empty, crumpled packs of American Spirit. The office itself was abysmally filthy, and very cramped, with small tables holding plastic-bagged bits of bloody clot...

     There are places we speak of in hushed tones. These places we rarely go, and when we do, we hold our breath and whistle in the dark. These are the reasons for phrases like 'where angels fear to tread.' For they do.     There are dark places in the worl...

     There were once creatures borne from the dreams of angels, and they were called, appropriately, the ange'. They were graceful, beautiful and kind to all they encountered. The common fae adored them, and the noble fae, the sidhe, despised them. It is the greatest secret of...

     "Okay, it's very simple. Just put the lights on the tree, okay? Can you do that?"      While the exasperation in Spider Pennworth's voice might have seemed a bit extreme to a casual observer, she was speaking to Brad Gallegher and Kyle Crawfo...

     "Now settle yourself in that chair behind my desk, Miss Charlotte. Lady Llwellyn's chair is right beside it," the suave man said with a tender smile. He watched the delicate child as she regarded him silently for a moment, and then obeyed him, smoothing the ruff...

     The last bright silver dragee was dropped into place, and the chef relaxed with a faint sigh. Point in fact, the entire kitchen relaxed when Kearna Tierney stepped back from the elaborate cake, dusting flour and confectioner's sugar from her hands. Emerald eyes narrowed a...