Blood Roses

A darker, harder, more terrifying alternative if her vague recollections were correct. But he didn’t need to know that yet. No one needed to know that yet.

Her chest tightened, her

I’ll take you on a bed of roses, if that’s what you want.’

‘Thorns intact? Prepared to bleed with me, are you?’

‘Maybe a drop or two.’

the serryn will find the Tryan. It’s their fate

a worrying sheen of perspiration engulfed him despite his subtle shiver

every iota of willpower

‘The advantage of pure beeswax candles,’ Leila explained. ‘As opposed to the synthetic concoctions.’
‘What can I say?’ Caleb said, his eyes betraying his annoyance. ‘I’m a traditionalist.’ He ran his hand an inch away from the invisible barrier, a flash of light igniting his fingertips. ‘Does this mean we’re breaking up?’