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MUSE WARRIOR - Chapter 27

That night, my dreams were a jumble of nightmares.

Troy stood behind a wavering hologram of the words of my destiny, flanked by faceless attackers in black robes.

“Read it or they’ll kill me!” he shouted.

MUSE WARRIOR - Chapter 22

My heart was still pounding as I entered the gym and expected a major backlash from Nyx. The team was in the middle of warm-ups and everyone looked up when I jogged to the back. Nyx and I made eye contact, but her ice queen glare held no hint of our locker room confrontation or of the arrow she’d barely missed. Somehow, that made me even angrier. For a split second, I wished that my arrow, gold dust or not, had pierced her heart…

MUSE WARRIOR - Chapter 21

Right before school let out, I stood beside my school locker, still shaking. I had five minutes to get to volleyball practice, but I felt paralyzed. The only thing I should have been worrying about was finding my brother, and even I knew it would be a longshot using coordinates scratched onto a leaf. But instead, I was wondering how to tell my dad I was the number one suspect for stealing an ancient artifact.

MUSE WARRIOR - Chapter 9

When I got to third period – art, thank god – the chalky fragrance of spilled paint and charcoals wrapped its arms around me like an old friend. My shoulders eased away from my neck as I settled into a seat at the back of the room, beside a paint-splotched counter littered with old brushes. Finally, something familiar…

MUSE WARRIOR - Chapter 4

That night, my dad and Troy walked me down to the lobby with my art supplies and Notebook 19.

 “Sure you don’t want to come to dinner with us?” Dad asked.

“Nah, I’m okay,” I lied…

MUSE WARRIOR - Chapter 2

“A long, long time ago, the God of the sky and the Goddess of the earth had six daughters and six sons.” The story tripped off my tongue, and I could hear my grandmother’s voice in my head. I’d heard it so many times, each detail was as vivid to me as if I’d lived it myself…

MUSE WARRIOR - Chapter 1

From what I’d seen in the short trip from the airport to the oddly named American Hotel, across the street from the main gate of the Navy base, Naples was nothing like I expected…