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The hospital corridor seemed to go on forever – forcing him to weave through an endless gauntlet of gurneys, doctors and nurses. Geoff had to force himself not to sprint and to ask, not demand directions when he needed them. Normally he wouldn’t care but ticking off the wrong person here could only slow him down. He burst through the door to his brother’s room and all three occupants looked up. Richard nodded from where he sat beside the bed. Jon was sitting up in bed and turned from t

The Ellesier brothers have been a team since the death of their parents five years ago. Geoff has done his best to help Richard with their little brother Jon, but raising a teenager is particularly difficult when you still have some growing up to do yourself.

My question is - why is Nicola still so interested in Robbie's business? Her initial motivation was pretty understandable, what with him having a great deal more freedom in regards to her parents' rules. Anyone would be irritated - I may not have liked her but I could sympathize. Now that's take care of and her parents have made it clear they're going to treat him the same. Essentially, she's won, insofar as I can see. What's her game now with giving Robbie a hard time over Fran and Nathan? One would think she'd lose interest after her victory. Or does she just want to drive the knife home haha

First off - discovered this story and just finished reading all the chapters so far and loving it. That being said, maybe I'm just the unforgiving sort but the thing with Clarence makes no sense to me. I can understand coming to something of a truce but this didn't seem to fit for two brothers who had been on opposite sides their entire lives. It was interesting also in that Toph apologized as well - almost more so than Clarence, from the comment of his being "warmer" (who would be warm to someone who constantly belittles you?) to the implied conversation with Gary about "resentment" and Toph's apology. That seemed a fair bit more than Clarence's "I'm sorry I was a jerk". Generally it seemed as if Toph was just as if not more at fault when he has little to apologize for (yes he was distant as a kid but I can't blame him). Maybe if Gary and Toph's conversation had been expanded it would make more sense since we as the readers have very little to go on regarding Toph and Clarence's relationship other than Toph's memories, so we can't even draw our own conclusions. Perhaps I'm missing something obvious here as an only child but it read like "I talked to Gary and all was clear." It all seemed very mysterious - and not in the same way as, for instance, Gary's agenda was earlier but rather as if a paragraph of text had just been cut out. Again - love the story and I only get this in depth with characters who intrigue me. ❤️ Toph

The unnatural grey mist blanketed the windows, obscuring any view of what was happening outside. Anshar began to chew his lip again, he had virtually no idea what was happening outside. All he had to go on was a series of roars and the unmistakable sound of flame from the backyard and what sounded like an explosion soon followed by the rumble of broken masonry from the front. Neither of which was particularly comforting. Mithras reclined on the couch, watching Anshar’s distress with obvious

"So... how do we draw them out?" Jenson asked. Tia responded by kicking open the front door. Descending the steps with the confidence of heading out to the clubs for the evening, she flicked her hair and strode towards the road. "Well, that's one way," Jenson observed from the doorway. Parker shrugged. "Alright, here I am," Tia announced as she spread her arms, her voice loud enough to carry but not quite shouting. "Come through me to get your precious king. Are you wimps or wyrms?" For

“Regretting inviting us back yet?” Tia asked with a grin as they descended the stairs from the apartment. “Been kicking myself since the dog opened his mouth,” Jenson replied truthfully. “Do not meddle in the affairs of dragons…” Evan began. “For you are crunchy and good with ketchup,” Jenson completed, smiling despite himself. The two of them fist bumped. “I should try that sometime,” Tia’s expression was thoughtful and an awkward silence fell over the group as they reached the door. “Tho

"Hold up. Anshar, what's he talking about?" Parker asked. Evan’s brow furrowed at the prisoner’s name. "Not important right now," Tia snapped, for which Anshar silently thanked her. She faced Mithras, "Since you technically haven't attacked us yet, I'm supposed to ask you to surrender before using violence. But to be honest, I'm really hoping you say no." Mithras laughed again. It was a friendly and companionable laugh, as if Tia had simply cracked a joke over drinks instead of threatenin

Their relationship is best described as...complicated. And working on Chapter 3!

The queen’s palace was always cold, even by dragon standards. Only those who drew their power from the astral plane were unaffected, the cold void of space already a part of their very being. The queen kept it this way deliberately, she wanted no one to forget who ruled here. “You know your part then, Anshar?” Mithras asked, falling into step beside him. Their footsteps echoed across the empty marble corridor. Too loud for Anshar, they seemed to announce his guilt to all who heard - a rhyth

“It’s not too late, you know.” Tia ignored the prisoner, instead turning to her companion, “How much further, Ann?” Andrew glanced up from his phone, scowling at the nickname, the expression on his boyish face thrown into sharp relief by the light of the small screen. “A little less than a block - we should be able to just make the train.” “That train will take you nowhere good. Release me now and I will accept your oaths of fealty. Continue as you are and you will not live to see sunris

When two dragons transporting a war criminal drop in for dinner, three wizard college drop-outs find themselves caught in the crossfire of a supernatural power struggle.