it had to be.
In her home she sat by the fireplace and the record player on, she stayed that way for hours. Evan stood in silence; he knew he wouldn’t be able to console her.
It wasn’t a night for him to be seen, he just watched her sleep. It was important for her to be filled with the energy she would need with the days coming, surely promising more death.
The small town brought a peaceful feel which was the reason why so many who had come with thought of only a few days or even a week visit never left. For those who had spent their entire lives it was more of the comfort they knew they would never feel anywhere else and Maggie wasn’t going to let evil take that from them. They were not going to live in fear; their children were going to grow old with a love that would show them what it meant to be really happy.
There would be no pain. They would not have to feel the loss she was going through.
She had healing hands and saw a future for those who didn’t see one for themselves.
Call of Night 53
As it was, it would never be again.
For Dana and Christopher, their family had always been ready for the biggest threat. The minute they closed the door, the shifters surrounded the house. They were going to get in one way or another, Dana and Christopher were not afraid to face the challenge. Their grandmother had a special gun made with as many silver bullets as possible.
It was Eve they most of all, she thought she could protect them. They shouldn’t have risked their lives for her own.
“Why aren’t they coming in?” Christopher asked holding the gun steady.
Dana turned and looked for Eve, “Because she’s gone.”
Call of Night 55
It became clear no one was going to get out of Thornton Lake, not alive. No matter how many times Frank tried to convince himself. George handed Frank a file he grabbed from Ty’s house he had already looked through it. Ty had been following Lily and Katya a lot longer than any other hunters who were looking out for their father. He had to keep it a secret; he didn’t know how long it would have taken Frank to accept the monsters his daughters truly were. There were photographs of Katya from a young age with Julius. Photographs of her going in and out of the clubs Julius had owned.
The last photograph was of Julius’ club in flames which was all Frank needed to know why his good friend died. Frank knew it wasn’t just in Thornton Lake that had to survive this nightmare; he had seen it and he knew he wasn’t the only one who had to suffer the loss of children. His daughters did not belong to him anymore; it was in darkness they forever remained.
The hunters did have an army and they would come together when needed.
It was mid-afternoon when they made it into town, Frank saw through the passenger side window a mother holding her baby and her six year old son tugging at her shirt for her attention. George always kept his eyes on the road, he wasn’t going to lie to himself or anyone else and say life was normal or perfect; he could never do that.
There was one
In her home she sat by the fireplace and the record player on, she stayed that way for hours. Evan stood in silence; he knew he wouldn’t be able to console her.
It wasn’t a night for him to be seen, he just watched her sleep. It was important for her to be filled with the energy she would need with the days coming, surely promising more death.
The small town brought a peaceful feel which was the reason why so many who had come with thought of only a few days or even a week visit never left. For those who had spent their entire lives it was more of the comfort they knew they would never feel anywhere else and Maggie wasn’t going to let evil take that from them. They were not going to live in fear; their children were going to grow old with a love that would show them what it meant to be really happy.
There would be no pain. They would not have to feel the loss she was going through.
She had healing hands and saw a future for those who didn’t see one for themselves.
Call of Night 53
As it was, it would never be again.
For Dana and Christopher, their family had always been ready for the biggest threat. The minute they closed the door, the shifters surrounded the house. They were going to get in one way or another, Dana and Christopher were not afraid to face the challenge. Their grandmother had a special gun made with as many silver bullets as possible.
It was Eve they most of all, she thought she could protect them. They shouldn’t have risked their lives for her own.
“Why aren’t they coming in?” Christopher asked holding the gun steady.
Dana turned and looked for Eve, “Because she’s gone.”
Call of Night 55
It became clear no one was going to get out of Thornton Lake, not alive. No matter how many times Frank tried to convince himself. George handed Frank a file he grabbed from Ty’s house he had already looked through it. Ty had been following Lily and Katya a lot longer than any other hunters who were looking out for their father. He had to keep it a secret; he didn’t know how long it would have taken Frank to accept the monsters his daughters truly were. There were photographs of Katya from a young age with Julius. Photographs of her going in and out of the clubs Julius had owned.
The last photograph was of Julius’ club in flames which was all Frank needed to know why his good friend died. Frank knew it wasn’t just in Thornton Lake that had to survive this nightmare; he had seen it and he knew he wasn’t the only one who had to suffer the loss of children. His daughters did not belong to him anymore; it was in darkness they forever remained.
The hunters did have an army and they would come together when needed.
It was mid-afternoon when they made it into town, Frank saw through the passenger side window a mother holding her baby and her six year old son tugging at her shirt for her attention. George always kept his eyes on the road, he wasn’t going to lie to himself or anyone else and say life was normal or perfect; he could never do that.
There was one
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