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Luke shrugged his shoulders in a display of defeat. He wasn't about to argue with Isabella, though he'd spent many a night on the floor. A few blankets and a pillow were all a man really needed. Isabella's suggestion seemed reasonable enough, and solved their situation temporarily. "Sounds...

If Luke wasn't careful, he was going to take a nice tumble down the stairs. Isabella may have magic at her fingertips, but he wasn't sure he was so confident of her ability to heal a snapped neck. The young man gripped the railing and trailed after her. What a view... If Luke could have...

Luke's cheeks were soon burned by stinging lips. When she had turned away, he brushed his face, as if to preserve the kiss with his fingers. He followed her inside her home. The place was the perfect size, not too spacious. It was cozier than a giant's mug of hot chocolate. He shrugged at...

Deadlands- Tristania

Nothing about Isabella failed to be picture-perfect. Luke could have snapped a photo of her at any moment and would never catch one for the trash bin. It wasn't just her looks that strummed his heartstrings; no one who knew him could say that. No, for Luke, this mysterious woman was in...

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It was impossible not to stare at Isabella as she was at him. Once again, Luke was the slackjawed idiot that infatuation made out of every male. He would've gazed into her eyes forever if that was possible. Unfortunately, it wasn't. His cheeks reddening, he held out the daisies. "I tried to...

Luke didn't know what made him stuff his suitcase, drive to the airport, and hop on a plane. He wasn't aware what made him endure the 20 hours of nausea, stinging ears, and lightheadedness. The only thing he was certain of was that he missed Isabella Ormonde. She had captivated him like no...

Luke frowned. He didn't like to see the woman so distraught. Certain that she did not deserve this, he sidled closer to her. Not enough to invade her personal space, of course. The twenty-two year old wanted to know her. That would be a slow-going process, considering she did not even know...

Luke nodded and smiled. Amnesia would not be a fun experience. The muggle was nothing less than friendly; he didn't want to scare her off, after all. His brow furrowed when she asked him how she had gotten there. It took him a moment to pull his sentences together. "I was driving here," he...

Luke observed the woman with no small measure of sympathy. He didn't know who or what had done this to her, but he was certain that she did not deserve it. She would come to no harm here, grumpy old man put aside. He plopped down on the couch next to her. If it had been possible, he would...

Luke did the smart thing and kept his mouth shut. Julie's husband really needed to be taken down a few notches. It was bad enough seeing the kids tear up, but when his cousin started crying he just felt sick. The young man had never liked Tristan, and this didn't help to reinforce his...

Luke did not find the other males in the room to be a threat. There was no competition. She was his, that was that, and he wasn't going to feel sorry for them when they had their hearts broken later. The woman would be up and ready to kick-box if staring was a remedy for head wounds. The...

Luke had quite the sense of direction for only being in this dwelling a handful of times. Carefully, he set the woman on the couch, as if he were placing a porcelain doll on a bed of rocks. He ignored the kids; he might have even laughed at them in some other situation, but this was not an...

Luke was lucky the driveway was cleared out; he would've plowed into a snowbank otherwise. Old Fordy was definitely running on its last cent. Cutting the ignition, he glanced over to the woman. She wasn't in the greatest condition, but she was alive. At this point, only magic would be able...

Luke was startled by the sudden movement, stopping dead when she reached for his face. Her eyes were impossible to escape, labyrinths that he would be all too happy to get lost in. And like that they closed again. She was going to be all right. She had to. Looking uneasily around him and...

It seemed that Luke was destined to freeze. He'd be an icicle by the time he got to Julie and Tristan's, or rather, a man-sicle. Giving up, he was content to mutter threats and insults as he turned his attention back to the road. Chances were, he'd have to dump this rust-bucket and take some...

"Come on, you old piece," Luke plead. The radiator in his truck was old; and the automobile itself was even older. The twenty-two year old had sworn up and down that he would squeeze every penny out of the hunk of junk. His parents didn't understand his attachment to the 1987 Ford Bronco...

"Dear sweet mother- It's COLD!" Luke hollered as he leaped from the van, toting his heavy suitcase. "Second one to the door is a meatcrob!" This resulted in a race to the house, in which the twenty one year old won only because he had grabbed Lily and pushed her back. He pressed the button to...

Luke shook his head and grinned. Popping from place to place? He decided it was better to just drop the subject before he confused himself further. Jamming his hands into his pockets, he looked out over the water. The ocean had always bewildered him. Sure, he'd been to places like Lake...