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“Yes, my Ava. I will take you flying.” I am not afraid of hurting her anymore. I am not afraid of anything.


“I promise.”

“I love you,” she says.

“I. Love. You,” I say, punctuating every word with a kiss. “It’s time for our dawn, Ava-Claire.”

Stay tuned for the exciting conclusion of The Noctalis Chronicles, Neverend, which will be out in 2013. Here’s a little taste:


“It’s a good night to die, I guess,” I say. The moon was bright outside when we’d arrived at the little stone church Peter had taken me to before Mom died. I’d chosen it as the place for my immortal transformation.

“I wish it hadn’t come to this. I would not have chosen this for you,” Peter said, holding my face like he was holding the most precious thing in the world.

“I know. But after Mom… I just need to have something that lasts. I need to know that something can last forever. I want that to be us.”

The room was dark, due to the fact that Peter had boarded up every possible light source. During my transformation, light would be fatal to me. Go figure.

I rolled over on the mattress he’d probably stolen, but told me he’d bought.

“I want the last thing to touch me as a human to be you.”

“I know.”


In answer he started kissing me…

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