Addison completed her third circuit of her cell, the tiles leeching the warmth from her feet. Aside from burning nervous energy, she’d used the exercise to measure the room: 20 paces by 15 paces. Roughly 3 meters by 2.5 meters. She wasn’t sure what good the information would do her, but
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Archive for September, 2009
Daniel reflected on his impromptu meeting with Chairmen Carlyle and Butler as he strode to his suite. Whatever his superiors had done to Myers and Addison had worked, perhaps too well. If Ri hadn’t alerted security to the altercation in Myers’ office, he might have been down two department heads and inherited two
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Shane stretched, savoring the skin-on-skin contact with his lover. My lover. Although he and Ingrid had been sleeping together for weeks, the phrase still prompted pride and a twinge of doubt. Shane tried to squash the latter, but it was too late. He ducked into his alien side before he could
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The humid arboretum dissolved into the angles of Shane’s office. Secure behind her mental shields, Addison looked for her ill-tempered lover. He sat at his desk, but with his eyes closed and wearing an odd, taut expression. “Shane?” she asked aloud and mentally.
He yelped, inadvertently pushing his chair back.
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The metallic blue streaks in Dr. Kellog’s hair shimmered as she cooed at Jacob. “You’re developing exactly as you should. Aren’t you, little man? Aren’t you?” The Little Prince happily gurgled in reply.
Addison grinned from the welcome news and the patient-doctor interaction. The pediatrician’s way with children was more than
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Ashlynn hugged Miss Prima Ballerina closer. She felt bad for rumpling the stuffed bear’s tutu, but Primmy made her feel better. Primmy believed her.
Svetlana’s voice carried through the bedroom door. “I could use your help, Ashlynn.”
Ashlynn gulped from her hiding place under her bed. She wanted to help Svetlana, but It
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Giovanni squeezed a few more drops of blood from the shallow cut across his palm. The miniature tempest swirling before him lapped up the dark fluid before it could hit the floor of his Matron’s office. A half hour of feeding the spirit was taking its toll. Gio bit the inside of
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