“Katie’s vision tunneled her surroundings. Four book-lined walls. Three windows with nothing to break them. Two sofas. One way out—the door she came through. The door the killer stood in front of.” — Tricia Skinner Copy Share Image
“Abel flared his Grace and allowed the power to spark behind his eyes. “That is the second minor insult you’ve tossed my way. One… — Tricia Skinner Copy Share Image
“Ionie extended her hand and offered a warm smile. Katie wasn’t in the mood to make friends. A mind reader, a lie detector, a… — Tricia Skinner Copy Share Image
“Katie’s vision tunneled her surroundings. Four book-lined walls. Three windows with nothing to break them. Two sofas. One way out—the door she came through.… — Tricia Skinner Copy Share Image
“Cain glared at the spot his bullet could take to blow both their heads off. He opened and closed his hand, tempted. So very… — Tricia Skinner Copy Share Image
