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The Letter I’ll Never Send Sometimes closure isn’t about a response. It’s about finally saying the words you’ve carried in your heart for decades. This is mine. Dear S, I’ve carried you in my heart for more than thirty years, and it’s time I finally let these words out. I loved you. I still do,…

Coming home Epilogue The hospital room was quiet except for the steady beep of machines and the soft shuffle of nurses’ shoes in the corridor. Sasha sat propped up in the bed, her arm heavily bandaged, the De Burgh brand still raw beneath the gauze. William was curled up asleep in the chair beside her,…

The Final fight The abandoned hotel loomed out of the darkness like a monument to despair. Its once-grand facade was cracked and crumbling, the windows blackened like empty eye sockets. Cian’s car crunched across the overgrown driveway and came to a halt at the front entrance. Sasha and William were ushered inside, the air thick…

The Gun Battle The convoy of unmarked police vehicles rolled to a stop in the shadows outside Blackwater Castle. The air was heavy, the only sounds the whisper of the wind through the surrounding trees and the faint metallic clicks of weapons being prepared. Thirty officers gathered in the darkness, their faces grim. The lead…

Castle Escape Chapter 22 – Castle Escape The dining hall was cold and silent, the flicker of candles casting long shadows on the stone walls. Sasha and William were seated at the far end of the table, opposite Cian. Platters of roasted meat and bread were laid out before them, but no one spoke. Sasha…

The plan Late afternoon sunlight slanted across the fields when the unmarked cars rolled up the gravel drive to Heather’s brother’s farmhouse. Lydia stood at the window with Moschops perched anxiously at her feet, watching as men and women in plain clothes stepped out, their faces set with quiet determination. Steve opened the door before…

The Branding Sasha woke with a start, her heart hammering. For a moment she thought the roar in her ears was the sound of fire, of the pyre outside the night before, but it was only the wind whistling through the cracks in the stone walls. The bed was cold. William was still curled against…