Peter wasn't much for social media. He wasn't high-minded about it. It was just that, while having homework or the flu was easy enough to explain—how were you supposed to fit switching bodies with Wolverine and then waking up from his drunken haze to find you were in bed with the two deadliest assassins in New York into a status update? He could barely belie...
Chapter Two "I hate football." Libby was shivering, even in her oversized matching gold and blue scarf and knit hat and mittens, all with the U of M logo on them. She seemed so small sitting next to him. "You're cold." Henry started taking off his jacket for her, but she stopped him, shaking her head and sliding her body closer, as close as she could, the...
The Genoshan mess hall seemed even quieter than it was. When the Brotherhood had captured it, there'd been a feast. Human prisoners made to serve a banquet to their former captives, food whipped up and brought back to life by Good Doctor, who could revitalize a rotting cabbage as easily as a wounded arm. The taste had been exquisite. No preservatives, no art...
Jacks cell rang as he fed the horses. "Hi," a deep sexy voice whispered when he answered. For a second he did not recognize her voice. "Forgotten me already?" Anita Bryant laughed. "Oh no I'll never forget you," he cried, "you're wonderful." "That's good. My husband said you could put horses in our back paddock. You will have to come up and inspect the fenc...
A high-security detail was waiting for the Ambassador's plane when it arrived at Dulles. The four girls who had just staged a daring escape from captivity in Akbar were whisked into limousines and taken for debriefing. The State Department played coy with the press on the reason for the Ambassador cutting short his trip in the Middle East, saying an announce...
"That's not fair. I honestly don't care what a man does for a living. It does, however, matter that he has the intelligence to carry on a conversation." "A conversation about...what?" her younger sister, Deanne, asked. "Classical music and art history?" "No. It doesn't need to be about those particular subjects," her sister replied a little too defensively...