Lucy Black didn’t like her new house, and she had told her mother as much. Her complaints fell on deaf ears; her mother, Julia, was going through a divorce and insisted that they were lucky to find such a nice, lakeside house, especially at such a short notice.
Of course, had Julia seen the little girl that lived in the lake, she might have reconsidered.
Vyne led the way up a flight of wooden stairs to another door, which she unlocked. Hark followed her into the study.
The room was half the size of the hall downstairs, and far more chaotic. Hark had helped tidy it only three days before, but already it was back to its usual anarchy. By the rosy light from the round window in the ceiling, he could see every trestle table groaning under sprawled heaps of papers, vials, flasks, varnish bottles, and translucent eyes in jars. It always seemed funny that the shrewd, self-possessed doctor should be so incurable messy.
Good morning all,
Meet Josie Griffin, when she in a rage quite mode destroys her boyfriend’s fancy smancy car window and she gets sentenced to community service + anger management. And then she discovers that there is a whole world of paranormal beings.
“Elaine!” he shouted. “Snap out of it!”
I whirled around in time to see her lips curling back, teeth exposed, a look of determination in her black flashing eyes. I ripped the clock off the wall and raised it above my head, ready to slam it into this vampire mama’s chest, but Johann stepped between us. He grabbed Elaine by the shoulders and gave her a firm shake.
“I finally make a friend and this is how you act?” he shouted at her.