Christopher Robinson

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  • by Christopher Robinson Ashleigh had fallen asleep shortly after arriving at the hotel and slept until morning. While Caleb argued that she had needed it after her experience at the airport, Ashleigh was disappointed at not being able to experience more of the city before they were headed back to another flight. “I just wish we could have at least gone out to dinner or something,” Ashleigh pouted. “Ash,” Caleb laughed. “We are about to spend just over a week dining out and enjoying ourselves, I promise you didn’t…
  • by Christopher Robinson They had taken a private plane from an airport two hours outside of Winter that Ashleigh had no idea existed. While they flew over the snow-covered mountains of Winter, Ashleigh stared out the windows at the clouds and the sky in complete shock and amazement. Never had her home looked so beautiful. Caleb handed her a bundle of documents, a passport, an identification card, and several other documents she didn’t recognize. “What is all this?” she asked. “These are all your travel documents,”…
  • by Christopher Robinson Between Corrine making sure Bell had everything she needed and wasn’t feeling too sick from the pregnancy, and Wyatt double-checking that Axel didn’t need his help with the negotiations, it had taken them almost a full day to get on the road. Even then, there was a debate about whether they should just leave the next day. However, it was Axel pulling rank as Alpha and practically shoving them into their car that finally got them driving down the road. Corrine smiled as she watched the warm glow of…
  • by Christopher Robinson Alice took a deep breath and sighed as she crossed her arms and tilted her head, looking at Tomas with boredom. “You are the third person to offer me my freedom as payment… and not one of you is trustworthy. In fact, I am starting to believe that my freedom has too high a price.” Tomas licked his lips and looked away from her. “Then what do you want?” he asked. “First, tell me why you would even offer to help me betray Holden. There is no way you don’t understand the cost of that…
  • by Christopher Robinson The door to his office opened and shut with little sound. He might not have noticed if he hadn’t been sitting in his chair already facing it. “Silent as ever,” Tomas said, taking a sip from his glass. “I was wondering when you would be sent to me.” Alice hadn’t planned to come here, hadn’t planned to see him. In fact, she wanted to avoid him altogether. Especially after Roman’s request, the last thing she wanted was to help that monster. And yet, here she was. All because of a new memory…
  • by Christopher Robinson She stumbled down the hallway, trying to catch herself on the accent table. Instead, the decorative vase fell toward the floor. If not for the swift movements of the man that now stood beside her, it would have shattered. “Careful…” he whispered. “You wouldn’t want to break anything I might have to punish you for.” Alice growled and pulled herself away from his reach. “What’s the matter, Alice?” Roman smiled. “Didn’t we used to be friends?” “I was never friends with you,”…
  • by Christopher Robinson “How did this happen?” Fiona asked. “How much of our data has been stolen?” Galen asked. “I don’t know,” Clara said. Nessa continued to type away at her computer, alternating between her laptop and the PC’s keyboard beside her. It had been an hour since they had found the files disappearing from before their eyes. Once it was clear that it wasn’t a glitch but an active attack, Clara reached out to Galen and Fiona. “It’s a worm,” Nessa said. “It’s burrowed deep in the…
  • by Christopher Robinson “I smell good?” Clara laughed. “I mean, it’s good to know, but it’s a little odd as far as a list of likable qualities. But does it change my likability if I change perfumes? Or right after a trip to the gym? I mean, no one smells good after the gym.” “Like that.” Nessa laughed. “That’s adorable.” Clara smiled. “But,” Nessa continued, her smile fading, replaced by nervous swallowing and an inability to keep eye contact. “You and I… we are different.” “Are we?” Clara…
  • by Christopher Robinson Clara got up from her place on the ground. Then, moving quickly, without even a glance back, she headed for the door. “Clara…?” Clara froze but didn’t turn around. “Just grabbing a drink, maybe a snack. I’ll bring you something if you want….” “Oh…” Nessa said. “I’m ok, thanks.” Clara nodded her head and then hurried out the door. She made it a whole five feet before she stopped and took short deep breaths trying to keep her emotions in check. She thought about the way that…
  • by Christopher Robinson It had taken longer than expected for Nessa to receive her permission to access secure files and rooms. But, of course, it wasn’t surprising, given everything that had happened in such a short amount of time. After the Eclipsed survivors had arrived, knowing how close her father and the other alpha had been, Nessa had grown concerned about her family. So she chose to return to Broken Crag alone for a few days. Clara had struggled with her absence. It was strange to feel so much so quickly, but at the…
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