Chelsea Hits the Road
The only signs of civilization were the blue ones on the side of the highway. They told of food and shelter, but Chelsea wanted neither.
Tag: Chelsea and Jackson
We Are What We Are
Sister Mary Clarence pounded on the dorm door once more. “Chelsea Childling, open your door!”
Chelsea stared at the cheap, pressed particle board, wondering if the nun had the strength to knock it down. When Mary Clarence started pounding again, Chelsea sighed. She’d known this confrontation was inevitable. She’d just planned on the inevitable being much later. And maybe over the phone, long after she’s moved out of the dorm and quit school.
Time for the show, Chelsea Childling
With Amber back and in town and a hunt on the horizon, Chelsea has to make a decision. Is she a hunter or not?
Now What?
Mama gave her rolling laugh. “You’re barely old enough to drink. Give yourself some time, and some slack. Now, do you have a young man?”
“Mama…”
“Or a young lady. I’m not making assumptions.”
Kill that thing, Chelsea Childling!
Her vision reduced to a slim sliver, Chelsea ignored the shelves digging into her back and tried not to breathe loudly. As she stared into the darkness in the kitchen, doubt wormed into her stomach. It was all well and good to hide in here, but what, exactly, was her plan?
Where are they, Chelsea Childling?
Chelsea killed the engine. The last thing she wanted was to run out of gas. She’d been tapped as the getaway driver.
So why aren’t they getting away?
Even worse, why was the house so still and quiet? No lights had snapped on, no signs of violence.
It’s time, Chelsea Childling
“It’s time, Chelsea.” The bright, white winter sun flared behind his back, leaving Jackson a dim outline in the doorway.
See You Soon, Chelsea Childling
“Where’s your young man?”
Chelsea gasped and jumped at Sister Mary Clarence’s voice. She spun around, heart thumping. “You scared me, sister.”
“Obviously.”
Chelsea and Jackson
Chelsea slid her hands up his arms. “Only one shot, Jackson?”
“Monsters aren’t known for their mercy.”
Chelsea Childling Gets in a Fight
Amber whistled as she spun in a circle, taking in the warehouse apartment. “Jack did this?”
Chelsea nodded, her face warming a bit. “Yeah, he set it up…”
The monster hunter turned, hands on her thick hips. “Jackson?”
“Yes.”
“Jackson ‘I didn’t catch her name’ Hawk got an apartment, to share, without being prodded, in any way?”
Words That Burn Like Fire 