Has anyone else here seen or fought a nightmare?”Marshal Spence Neumann lifted his head. “Seen one. Swear to God it looked like my ex-wife for a second.”A chuckle rumbled within the group. Someone mumbled, “She...

They moved as a unit, a first for her. The madman and the nightmare.

Sleep,” he commanded. “You need to rest after being jumped.””You could jump me.

She glanced again toward Vincent. “And who is he again?”Vincent grinned. “I’m Vincent Blackman of the SpiderSly Company. Mirren and I are going to sleep together; we just have to get through this bullshit of...

If she couldn’t be with Harlen in Washington, DC, this was the place to be.Sera’s mobile screen lit, and she glanced down to find a text from him: I have to pee.

The wind stilled a bit and he blinked the sand out of his eyes. Before him stood nothing less than the god of the Scrape. It had to be a god. He was huge, muscled,...

There is no reason for beauty. It just is.

Everyone knew the Hans Christian Andersen fairytale about the Sandman and how he brought sweet dreams to sleepers. An early, now-defunct Reve company had even used him as their mascot. But that’s all the Sandman...

This was the stuff of novels with — yeah — men like him on the cover.

The trouble with being an angel on Earth was that he was still a man. He got hungry. He thirsted. His lungs clamored without the draw of air. And for this woman, the only one...

Laughter gurgled up from inside her. She’d just mugged a mugger. Look out, world.

He’d pushed and pushed and pushed until she had nowhere else to go but away from him. He’d been young back then himself. Inexperienced. Stupid. A little patience accomplished a lot more. Hard lesson to...

The Sandman is rising.”It’d been the only thing Coll had said before delirium had taken him again.The Sandman. Rising.

Kiss me good.”Jordan went on tiptoe and kissed him with everything she had. His mouth mashed against hers just as greedily, tongues tangling, hearts beating wildly against each other. The embrace of his arms tightened,...

He dragged her to him, and she, being equally focused on attaching her mouth to his, lost her balance. Stepping in for the save, he held her up against the doorjamb with his hard body,...

No one could blame her if she was running a little low on the sugar and spice and everything nice.

The nightmare was shaped like a goddess – a beauty with a body curved to incite reckless sinning. She wore an angry pout that he knew would burn his mouth. She had hair like snow...

The sooner it’s over, the sooner we can go back to bed. Everything good happens in bed.

You can’t bluff your way past everyone.””You mean about filleting that guy?” Sera returned.”Who said I was bluffing?

Tonight was about fathers. Vince was going to kill hers for murdering his.

She gave herself up to the waves of the storm. If they drowned, it would be together, a shattered vessel on the sea, a collision of longing and desire.

Maisie stepped out and moved as if there were gravity. “Are you coming or what?”Rook nodded and hefted Steve with him. “You should consider counseling.””For what?””Your God complex.

…now the whole fucking world is different.””It’s about to get worse,” Steve said.”Then I’ll call for food,” Vincent said. “Mirren, this might be our last meal. Any preferences?

Rook cocked his head. “Harlen would want me to give you more time.””I could punch you again, even while being proxied,” she offered. “Would that satisfy you?””And into the Scrape we go,” he said.

So either I help you or I’m on my own?” With no way to get to Lambert. No way to stop the rage inside. No way to feel remotely normal again.”That’s the choice,” she said.

Fucking unicorns wouldn’t be hard to chase, as they’d probably stay in roughly the same spot while they, you know, fuck.

Who the fuck is the Sandman?” Still ludicrous. A fairy tale.Mirren crossed her legs and shifted in her seat. Elvis winked at him from her breasts. “It’s not like I’ve met Him. My father never...