Eden made his way lazily toward the pier, where he had arranged to meet with Rémy. He figured such a public place would put the ghoul at ease, and from there they could find a more private place, perhaps a restaurant booth if Rémy was hungry, and talk privately ( Read more... )

Julien was rarely concerned about Eden's emotional state - he never had need to be. Eden was his anchor, his strongest and best ally, and they told each other everything, often without words ( Read more... )

After several nights of living in blissful domesticity in their new home, the newlyweds finally had to venture out and face the real word. Well, Julien had to venture out and check on how things had been going with Logan, and Eden, after a terribly long goodbye with Julien, had retreated to his (still only half unpacked) study to work on his latest ( Read more... )

Julien spent the early evening organizing his workroom and unpacking the last of their boxes. Julien and Eden had been entirely domestic for the past week, and other than meeting with Logan to discuss the events in the city during their absence, neither had been out of the other's sight for longer than a few moments. Tonight, however, he could ( Read more... )

Gabriel had spent his time in New York primarily on the streets, migrating wherever and whenever it was prudent. Some of Gabriel's best mortal days had been in New York, he'd even had an apartment for a short while in Harlem ( Read more... )

Logan felt the brush of Reggie's nose, his own scrunching up at the sensation, sniffing. He could smell blood and sand and salt, and something else entirely, some scent that belonged solely to Reggie and nothing else ( Read more... )

Eden hadn't been to Paris since he was mortal, and then the visit had been bittersweet. A trip around Europe with his love, tainted by death looming over them. This time was different. Wonderfully different. He had a lover who would not leave him, one that he would not waste away, one that he would not have to watch die.

He was different, and he ( Read more... )

Remy was nervous. He didn't want to be. He knew that this was what he wanted, and indeed he had too, or he wouldn't have locked himself into the hotel room's bathroom while Ryan slept the night before, taking a razor to his skin for the first time in months ( Read more... )

Julien was awake to hear the Customs officials discussing his casket, and he was also awake enough to snarl when one of them began to pry at the lid - ineffectively, of course. The lock would survive a plane crash, let alone some cattle shitbag's attempts with a pry-bar. It wasn't so much the attempted break-in (for looting purposes, no doubt) that ( Read more... )

Julien stumbled out of the surf, laughing with his head thrown back and mouth open at the way the world spun so crazily, at the way his life had changed so much since the last time he had found himself splashing out of the ocean amongst brothers. One night long ago, on a beach with just Fen initially. Julien and Fen had been talking, and then out ( Read more... )