Christopher Robinson
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Ashleigh took a deep breath and smiled at Caleb. “You’re right,” she nodded. “I didn’t even think about that, and yes, you are absolutely right. You should be there.” Caleb grinned. “I really thought I was going to have to fight you harder on that,” he laughed. Ashleigh joined him in the laughter. “Honestly, before you mentioned Cain, I had my heels ready to dig in,” she smiled. “I figured,” he chuckled. Ashleigh took a deep breath. “But, that was wrong of me too,” she…
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Ashleigh smiled, running her fingers through his soft hair as he took small breaths in his sleep. Moments after confirming that she was all right, Caleb passed out. Ashleigh could barely hold him up as two nurses came running in and moved him onto the couch to rest. That had been several hours ago. Now, Ashleigh was teasing Caleb’s hair as he attempted to catch up on his lost sleep. She had been cleared to leave the hospital an hour ago, but she couldn’t bear to wake him. So instead, she sat down on…
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“You make it sound easy,” Ashleigh sighed. “But I don’t know anything about Luna Irina having had a younger brother. And Spring isn’t exactly going to hand over their family trees if I ask.” “No,” Lian smiled. “But you have access to a deep source of information about Spring. One that very likely learned about things that no records were made about. But, I believe her mind would have noted such information.” “Alice…” Ashleigh whispered. “Yes,” Lian nodded. “That woman is…
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“The souls that died there… were never meant to be found,” continued Lian. “They were criminals and prisoners. Fae from all different clans that had been judged as irredeemable,” Solana added. “We didn’t know that those spirits still clung to life. We assumed they had rejoined the ley lines like all are meant to do,” said Talis. “But when the chamber was opened, we felt them, and so did Irina. We don’t know exactly what happened, only that something changed her the day she found the…
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“Now is not the time for this!” Lian interrupted, pushing between the former lovers. “She’s right,” Talis added. “Ashleigh has already been here a very long time.” Ashleigh looked at Talis with a furrowed brow. “It’s only been a few hours at most…” she said. Talis shook her head. “We told you, time works differently here,” she said. “Hours can be days.….” “What?!” Ashleigh shouted, standing from her chair. “You mean I’ve been asleep for days?” “Most…
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Powerful beings born of the ley lines and expected to maintain a balance within the world's natural order, the Fae were tasked with protecting the sentient beings that had evolved from the dirt and muck. But as is the case for all sentient creatures who recognize their power, they grew tired of their task. Boredom and ambition took root inside them and darkened their hearts to the call of the ley lines. Division among the timeless beings grew broader and more violent. Battles raged all across the world.…
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“What…?” Ashleigh whispered in shock. “But… how?” Lian gave her a gentle smile. “What I am going to tell you will shock you. But it is all true, and I am only telling you because we need your help.” “What do you mean?” Ashleigh asked and then furrowed her brows. “Wait… you called me the Luna of Summer… but… I hadn’t accepted Caleb yet when I met you… so how–” “Time works differently here.” The voice came from behind her. Ashleigh turned and gasped when she…
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‘Ashleigh, you are unique among your pack and all the rest of the werewolves. There are only three others like you in all the world.’ ‘Your father, your brother, and your mate.’ The voices were muffled. She could hear the words, but barely. ‘That’s the reason I came. I need to know, who is my mate?’ That one came through clearly. It was her voice, her words. “I will tell you the answer, but I must also tell you something else. Something you will have to forget.” She recognized that…
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Myka only now noticed the soft blush that covered Peter’s cheekbones and spread to his ears, the shyness in how he turned from Myka and tried to hide. He grinned as the truth became clear to him. He leaned close, nuzzling against Peter’s chin. He ran the side of his face along Peter’s jaw and brought his lips to his ear. “Did you finger your ass… while you thought of me, Peter?” Myka whispered. He pulled back and turned Peter’s chin to look up at him. His eyes widened, and his heart beat…
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Peter offered no resistance as their mouths moved in sync with each other. His hands naturally drifted up and around Myka's neck. Myka took the action for what it was, consent and encouragement. His hands slipped around Peter's waist, pulling him closer, so their chests were pressed tightly against each other. As their kiss intensified, Myka reached his hand back to the blankets behind Peter. He braced their weight as he slowly lowered Peter's body to the blankets. They pulled away when the need for air…
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