Steel ​& Stone: Companion Collection (Steel & Stone 6.) 0 csillagozás

Getting killed would suck. Getting captured would be far, far worse.

Story Four (Bind the Soul), Part I - Lyre

Ash slowed. “You care about Piper,” he murmured in the darkness.
Lyre stopped beside him, the faint light from the Consulate catching on his eyes and lighting the amber. “I’d just break her heart.”
Ash let out a silent breath. He was pretty sure he would do the same

Story Five (Bind the Soul), Part I - Ash

Lyre glanced at the ledge. “If you want to try for a better look, I can hold your tail so you don’t fall.”
Ash shot him a dirty look. Zwi rumbled a dragon laugh, then transformed in a burst of black fire.

Story Six (Yield the Night), Part III - Lyre

“Is Piper coming or what?”
Ash sent a quick thought to Zwi and received a litany of grumbling complaints in response. “Zwi was having trouble finding her. They’re on their way now.”
Lyre sighed. “She’s going to yell at me, isn’t she?”
“Yes.”
“And argue with me.”
Ash nodded.
“And then she’s going to give me that sad look where her eyes go all big and her forehead gets that cute little wrinkle.” Lyre scowled. “I don’t think she even realizes she does that.”
“I hope she never figures it out.”

Story Twelve (Unleash the Storm), Part I - Ash

“She hasn’t talked to you about it?”
“Not a word. Something else is bothering her—more than leaving for a while. I don’t know what though.”
“Have you tried, you know, asking her?”
Ash shrugged. “I figured she’d tell me when she was ready.”
Lyre stared at him, then heaved a sigh. “Ash, my friend, you have a lot to learn about women.” […]
“Wait, do you know what’s bothering her?”
“Of course.”
“She told you?”
“Nope,” Lyre said cheerfully. “But it’s pretty obvious, you know.”
“Maybe to you,” Ash growled. “If you know, then tell me already.”
“Hmm. No, I don’t think so. You need to figure out these things without my help.”

Story Twelve (Unleash the Storm), Part I - Ash

Zwi trotted along behind them, chattering in his head about how she would miss Lyre because he was good at giving pets, and he never complained about petting her whenever she wanted—unlike a certain draconian bondmate.

Story Twelve (Unleash the Storm), Part I - Ash

She was his, he was hers, and that was all he needed to know.

(utolsó mondat)

A warm, scaled nose poked Ash in the cheek. Persistent thoughts jabbed inside his head, and a taloned paw batted the side of his face. He scrunched his eyes more tightly.
Zwi’s mental voice filled his mind. She knew he was awake. He was pretending to sleep, which was stupid because he’d been sleeping for ages and ages. She was bored, and lonely, and the dragons here were weird, and he needed to wake up so they could leave.

Story Eight (Reap the Shadows), Part I - Ash

A memory rose from where he had determinedly buried it. Hazed in that muzzy feel of an almost forgotten dream, he felt Piper’s cool hand against his cheek, her lips brushing softly across his, her breath warm on his skin as she whispered three words.
Three words he’d thought he would never hear from anyone.

Story Eight (Reap the Shadows), Part I - Ash 1

He smiled to himself, watching Piper’s silhouette in the car ahead. She and Ash had disappeared for a few hours last night, and they’d come back smelling of wind, grass, and each other. Even if he wasn’t an incubus incapable of missing the subtler signs, Piper’s blush had been a dead giveaway. He didn’t know why she was so bashful. In his opinion, it was about damn time.

Story Nine (Reap the Shadows), Part I - Lyre