nd halted when she saw something in the room. It was a flowing luminous thread. She grabbed on

he woman was indeed shock

what?" H

ing in the air..." She fondled it and

ng, but I guess you are s

wh

anticipated. He didn't want to t

ng the thread of Kali." James tried to

ime. Perhaps a spell. Maybe, Kali? the goddesses of ti

oss

to dwell in the mortal realms anym

-so-normal-hybrid for her to have

already?" She didn't even bot

live, Louie would never have suggested that James could keep Grace and he would not be in this dire situation. The asshole would ne

ng a massive meal and drinking too much bloody nectar. Instead of standing in t

me did I take us?" She w

hs ago, the next day a

this

ce. And surely, I

rayson, there m

goddess." he halted and motioned her to stop tickling it. "Sto

en possible?" h

ourse

y disappointed. "But wait, why

sked. His curio

the night that my mother died in

indow and gasped. What he saw made him shiver. "This

because in Louie's diary, since her birth, he managed to erase her memory f

wever, if he wasn't completely out of his mind, then they were currently in a time before he was even

de his dumbfou

upted when Grace tilted her head back, her nos

mured, rapidly headi

ho

race replied. "So

tand directly in her pat

fled by his perfectly

find

ut dammit, he'd just been tugged through time on the

e told him, speaking slowly as if he was especially

e sighed and followed after her

pecting him to step out of her

is ground, his expressi

she im

ggeration. "First we

nothing t

ghtened. "

led with baffled frustrat

want to see her, you can always gi

ing the edge in his word

. "To be whisked through a doz

en centuries? I'

is clearly a thousand

e looking at Hollywood's ugliest film ever made in the 1970s. Filth, stink

ell..." sh

er exagge

lating time, right?" she asked, but

ow time for a day or two. He couldn't imagine the magic nece

ve of his hand that was covered in flames

re-fire, emphasising the daz

el

ner beast, who was desperate to reach out and stroke th

?" he abrup

My headache is killing me. I

eas

he womb, she pivoted on her heel to take a se

r lap and eyed him with impatience

led with baffled frustrat

more time travelling shit, you can alway

seat next to her. He was sudden

r the fact that James had spent most of his existence in hiding, or being hunted by vamp

now it? Why does it feel lik

even terrified, at being taken out

nt and focused on her goa

rything," sh

use

nd. "Start at

uzzled glance.

ou were

ow that I was c

but I know yo

really understand what was happening. All I truly recall was that

rse?" s

t thing I knew, I was in a secluded lair

as calm, almost matter-of-fact. If his life had been

leep?" Grace coul

anced

something and the next I'm clueless, I didn't mean to pry though." She

by the curse was kept in stasis, but my mother, the queen of Nork,

icate with you fr

n the un

p,

me to see the underworld thr

n is, how... how

you I do

f his solitude. Still, it must have been horrible. To be able to see t

d herself and touched the luminous thread. Then, unexpectedly, she felt a strange tug on he

ened, and then a force yanked her into the oblivion

*

was so familiar with echoed in he

Not ancient, but somewhere modern. Then she did nothing else f

he hell

was

you, Grace," it says. She placed the note on the kit

y of who she was before suddenly a mind-shattering load of information loaded into he

s Gra

. "Grac

opened th

en velvet. A few minutes ago, she'd returned from her five-mile jog. This package had been waiting on

was Grace

Her mind

She murmure

grandmother was dead, her best friend passed away from a drug overdose, and she had no job. Not anymore. She used to work in a hotel as a secretary but was fired, and had a car accident that almos

always, she carefully lifted the book. At the moment of contact, she saw her hands co

ght, they were swabbed clean, her nails

"I have an overactive imagination and too much oxygen p

Something... mouth-watering and a little familiar. Her scowl worsened. She shifted in her seat, a pang of pain hurling through her legs, and she sniffed the ribbon. Oh, y

, because of a book... strange. She didn't allow herself to contemplate why. There wasn't any explanation that would convince her. Rather, she focused on the pages in front of her. They were yell

a vampire male in chains and woken to the perfume clinging to her skin. And yes, he's the one who'd aroused her. She'd told no one. So, how did anyone know to give her this...journal

ieves in paranormal stuff? Doctor Grey knew that vampires, shape-shifters, and other creatures of the night existed, even though her cowork

eams had no

ugh about her to do anything. Let this go, Grace. before it's too late. The command from her self-preservation instincts made no reason. Too late for what? Her intu

and ankles. Because his shirt and pants had been removed away, and a loincloth was his only garments, there was nothing to safeguard his already savaged skin. The links

gh her. A moment passed, then another, her heartbeat speeding up and

e. What she'd just read, she'd already seen. Many times. How? She didn't know. What she did not know was that in her dreams, she felt kindness for this man, even bitterness. And yet, there was always that low simmer of arousal in the background. Now, arousal takes centre s

e left drooping, and walked away. Such a strong response, coupled with her dreams, utterly nixed the inkling of a joke. Not th

e a healthy breakfast. Unsought, she found her gaze

why the ridiculous thing was given to her. To hook her, to send her racing back to work. Well, she didn't need to work. Money was not a problem for her. More than that, she no longer loved the sciences. Why would she? There was never an