Swear

Sara’s throat felt like it was closing up. The young Lord Pliar Yronwood was a little less than a head taller than her, nor as bulky as Kyne or even Axton, but the sense of helplessness and fear as he pressed her up against the cart in the secluded courtyard he’d found her in wasContinue reading “Swear”

Wanted

Barlay Manwoody trudged into his study, absolutely exhausted. It had been a long day. Some days he felt both too young and too old to be Lord of House Manwoody, especially with his newborn twin sons to take care of. They had been keeping the whole house awake, especially with their sisters tormenting them. HisContinue reading “Wanted”