I’ve never considered myself a tourist, though I have been all over the United States, Canada and Mexico. But those are all for work. Being a hunter in the United States means that you tend to travel a lot. I’ve seen both oceans, the gulf of mexico from different points of view. I’ve slept under the stars in the Rocky Mountains. I’ve been to the … Continue reading Tourist


Being the ward of the Venatori you are deprived of a great many things in life. The first and foremost is the freedom of choice. You are given what you are to wear with no choice. Unless you have a benefactor who cares – which I did not. But it comes with a lot more things to be deprived of – my clothes barely fit … Continue reading Deprive

Wrong Answer

Simon and Izzy had danced most of the night away with very little stopping between. She grinned happily at me as she and her boyfriend slipped out without saying good-bye to anyone. Lily had kept an ever watchful eye on Ant until someone approached her and she was off in an instant dealing with whatever vampire business had come up. The music was too loud … Continue reading Wrong Answer


When we finally got up and left the room Izzy had grabbed my hand and was leading me towards the door. She grinned back at me, “The others won’t go dancing with me, but you will. Won’t you?” The smile was seductively sweet and I fell into step with her. I wrapped my arm around her shoulder, “Sure, Duckling, I’ll go dancing with you.” I … Continue reading Dancing

The Clave

I had eaten everything else that I’d made. Jace had come back for seconds disappointed. Our night progressed slowly with nothing really to do. Jace and Clary were snuggled up on one of the frilly couches that adorned Magnus’ apartment. Simon and Izzy were luring on the floor entwined in each other’s arms. Alec and Magnus occupied the other couch. And the three couples watched … Continue reading The Clave


It’s not news if you’ve been following me around at all, but I was born in the mountains – Boulder, CO specifically. I don’t remember much about them before I left at the age of 5. What I do remember is watching the mountains grow smaller as we drove to Denver. First them loomed over head like sleeping giants waiting to pounce. But as we … Continue reading Mountain