Month: October 2022

Adult Content Warning! This chapter contains scenes of an adult nature not intended for those below 18! × Dismiss alert A shadow hung above the pool of the chamber, cocooned in glowing threads of white magic; it spun in slow circles above a web of pearly runes shining upon the

Katrina wailed, flailing her arms at the pages of runes on the kitchen table.  Harry winced as she hit top volume and pushed his chair back out of range of the table edge. ‘Why so suddenly grumpy, baby bird?’ He bounced her on his knee. ‘What’s wrong?’ Her cries rose

The morning sun rose behind the dome of the Pantheon, throwing long faint shadows across the piazza to the edge of their table. ‘You’re certain they’re back in Malta?’ Giacomo asked. ‘Absolutely certain?’ ‘It’s a lot of ground,’ Zoe murmured, sipping coffee from a small mug. ‘They could have fled

The silver acorn and his glowing wedding ring dangled from its fine chain, swinging back and forth before sparkling, white-crested, azure waves. The soft crash of their break upon the rocks floated up from below his feet carried on a cool, spray-flecked breeze. ‘That’s the last one!’ Isobel’s voice rang

‘How are you feeling?’ Isobel dropped herself into the seat beside Harry and rested her feet on the table.  ‘Off.’ Celine picked Isobel’s ankles up and dropped them into Colette’s lap as she passed. ‘Coffee, sister?’ ‘Merci beaucoup.’ Isobel nodded. ‘Henri? How are you feeling?’ ‘I’m fine,’ he said. ‘Why?’

Katie sank into a sea of silver mist, a sad smile on her marble face and tears gleaming in her eyes. ‘It’s better like this,’ she whispered up to him. ‘It’s better like this…’ Harry’s fingers slipped through her arm as she burst into grey fog and he found himself

A single, soft shadow swirled in a disc of shining silver like a wisp of grey cloud in the bright blue summer sky. Darkness blossomed like a flower in the shimmering surface, spreading like smoke; it shrank deep beneath the gleaming glass, snapping tight like the clenching of a fist

‘Where in Sardinia are we?’ Harry squinted into the sun, peering at the rocky hillside and its patchwork of green. ‘Right in the middle.’ Isobel pointed her wand down the valley. ‘Nurrensis is that way—’  ‘It’s a muggle town,’ Celine said. Colette nodded. ‘But we are not going there, we’re