Hunter:
I felt it when the power rushed through him. My sight went black and images poured into me, pushing everything else out of the way.
Sky bleeding, broken, lying crumpled on the floor. Fire burning across a room, painting everything orange and red. Shards of black stone stabbing up through the pavement as smoke rose into the sky.
When the pictures faded, all I was left with was a light head and a sore body, a heart of lead. But something had happened to Sky. It sizzled through the bond like a live wire. I forced myself to breathe.
He could be in trouble. And yet the world was still turning.
Minutes spilled over each other like grains of sand, passing too fast for us to chase them, gather up as many of them as we needed. One way or another, I knew, this was all coming to an end.
I was powerless to stop it.
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Shadows of Ourselves (2016 Original Edition)
ParanormalSky Davenport can tell when you're lying. He can feel it... Using his strange gift to keep himself and his alcoholic mother afloat, Sky has been counting down the days until he can escape the dreary city of Saint John and start his life for real. Wh...
