Luna fussed with her hair for the hundredth time. The pair of diminutive silver barrettes she’d snagged at Al’s Emporium functioned to hold the strands out of her face, but old habits die hard. Distracted, she stepped backward and almost knocked over a display of Omarite healing crystals. Under normal circumstances, she was careful to ...

I stumble to the Hydra, clinging to Sophie’s arm. My vision swims as crew members rush to ready as many available submersibles as possible. I blink away my tears as my seatbelt clicks into place. Xander and Nathan are talking, but I can’t discern them past the ringing in my ears. A loud pop pulls ...

Something is on fire. The alarm sings its wailing song through the Griffin. “We’ve got a breach in the bow.” A crewmember barges into the room, soaking wet. “I’ve sealed the affected compartments. It should hold for the time being.” “That’s good. Keep me posted if anything changes.” Xander exhales as the alert cuts off. ...

Luna paced the deck in her quarters until the hunter-green carpet turned a dusty shade of moss. The argument with Astor flickered in her mind like the light of a pulsar, its intensity re-surging as soon as it subsided. Her eyes stung with bitter tears that refused to fall. The memory of the pain plastered ...

Eddie drums his fingers on a nearby AUV. “Did you guys see it? Is it dead?” “We did.” Xander smacks his lips together. “Not hardly.” I struggle out of the Hydra, Xander catching me as I stumble. “You okay, Em?” “Yeah, missed a step.” I smile, my cheeks warm. “Thank you.” “You’re welcome.” Xander plants ...

We hit the surface with a loud thwack, my heart leaping into my throat. I force down the granola bar still clutched in my shaking hands, washing it down with water when it gets stuck in the back of my throat. “You should have eaten breakfast, babe.” Xander glances at me with concern in his ...

Despite the look on Wesic’s face when Luna tossed his ship, building a case against him would be harder than making him jump at the accusation. She paced the lift on the return trip to the command center. Thus far, the evidence she’d collected was circumstantial, little better than the case some asshole could build ...

The Hangar is teaming with activity. Crewmembers weave in and around the submersibles. “Wow, this is as busy as I’ve ever seen this place,” Sophie comments. She sidesteps two crewmen carrying an underwater drone. Nathan nods, watching groups of three stock each sub with torpedoes of every size. “We started when Xander messaged me what ...

The following silence is deafening. I try to wrap my head around this information. Nathan frowns. “Are you sure?” “I’ve been staring at that thing for the last two days.” Sophie swallows. “I’m sure.” “Christ. Aren’t they extinct?” Xander runs his fingers through his hair. “How are they in the sixteenth century?” Eddie clears his ...

Even with Astor’s head on her shoulder and her fingers tracing post-coital patterns along her side, Luna couldn’t get Dunnagan’s stupid expression out of her mind. Inhaling the floral scent wafting off her golden waves only strengthened Luna’s conviction of her innocence, but left to the stillness of her thoughts, the irreconcilable information she’d learned ...