Lisa Mulligan needs Methos Dewitt to lead her through the swamp to a witch named Luna, but not for the reasons Methos thinks.
Lisa Mulligan glanced at the chipped, green paint on Spirit Swamp's run-down feed and hardware store, then back down at the yellow piece of paper she held in her hand. "This is it?" she wondered and bit her lip. A chill crawled along her skin as the windows blinked with sinister eyes. All of them watched her. The feeling withdrew inch by inch as the late afternoon sun glided out from behind a cloud, and slid across the bare skin on her arms. After a few more seconds, she shrugged and entered the old building.
As soon as she stepped across the threshold, all talk stopped. Smoothing a damp palm down her jeans, she cleared her throat, and pushed a strand of honey-colored hair behind her ear. "I...um...I was told someone here could take me to see Luna Moore."
I loved him. At age twelve he touched my heart with his music. At age twenty he captured my heart when our eyes met as he sat on a stage and sang Four months later, he fractured my heart with his refusal to allow us to stay together. At age seventy
An intern architect at Ryan and Associates, Mateo Diaz has spent the last year learning his craft under the tutelage of partner Alex Ryan. Alex is the closest thing to family that Mateo has known since losing his own family years ago. But not even Al
