Isemay : Writing

Twenty-one

Twenty-one

A Chapter by Isemay


Shaking her head, Grace climbed into the front seat next to Cam. It felt as if she were coming out of a fog. “What…”“Sorry ab..
Twenty

Twenty

A Chapter by Isemay


The coffee they’d picked up at a drive through, and after having it and the muffin Genevieve felt a little more solid and able to think. She was..
Twenty-two

Twenty-two

A Chapter by Isemay


The inside of the Sibyl’s audience chamber wasn’t what Eli expected. The room was beneath the ground, a separate basement, and it reminded..
Twenty-one

Twenty-one

A Chapter by Isemay


Avila had needed to peg down the places Genevieve remembered living, as many of the names of her mother’s boyfriends as she could recall, and if..
Twenty-three

Twenty-three

A Chapter by Isemay


Someone was pushing her shoulder as Grace woke from the dream. This time Bas had been wandering the house with Eli. She’d done everything she co..
Twenty-two

Twenty-two

A Chapter by Isemay


Half in and out of sleep as people came through to poke at her and prod Remiel out of the bed, Genevieve tried to rest. They hooked her back up to the..
Twenty-three

Twenty-three

A Chapter by Isemay


Farrin had signed her out against doctor’s orders. The way Genevieve kept switching between normal speech, singing and, what was to them, gibber..
Twenty-four

Twenty-four

A Chapter by Isemay


In the dream, Bas stepped through a doorway into a house Eli didn't know. It looked like a mansion or a villa of some kind, nothing in sight was cheap..
Twenty-five

Twenty-five

A Chapter by Isemay


Grace groaned and tried to swat away the one roughly shaking her shoulder. Her neck was sore and her pillow was too firm.“Come get your pet, Cam..
Twenty-four

Twenty-four

A Chapter by Isemay


“How, Sibbi?” Farrin leaned on the door frame. “I’ve never heard him talk about his family, our family, and to hear him chatti..