Category: Book

6. To be sure he was out, the security guards literally dumped Emrys in front of his truck. Emrys brushed himself off and gave the guys a glare. But they were already heading to the building. He patted his pocket, panicked for a minute when he didn’t feel the paper.…

5. Shane ignored the look his secretary gave him as he turned from her to go back into his office. It was him. Him. The one who called him that night of the party. Shane knew it was him. Shane needed to see him again. To speak to him. To…

4. Emrys looked at the package for the fourth time. “Signature of recipient required. Christopher Shane, Shane Energy Corp.” A week had passed after the party, and Emrys had given up any hope that the spell had worked. He looked up at the steel and glass skyscraper and wondered if…

3. It was four in the morning when Daniel Emrys stopped the spell. What the hell did he expect? Chris Shane to come walking into his room? I should have told him my address. But that wasn’t in the spell. It was the repetition of the words “Come to me,…

2. “Is everyone gone now?” “Yes, sir,” said MacArthur as he brought some chamomile tea to his employer. Shane looked at the grandfather clock by the books. “Dear God, these people can party.” “Yes, sir.” “Leave this here. Tell the servants to clean up tomorrow. The mess won’t go anywhere.”…