Fyfer and Thorne had followed her, thankfully. She held out a sphere to each of them. Both hesitated. At the arch of her brow, each of her half brothers settled on the ground across from her and took a clear pink sphere. Tense, they waited for the future to once again drag them under.
Titles by Jean Johnson
Theirs Not to Reason Why
A SOLDIER’S DUTY
The Sons of Destiny
THE SWORD
THE WOLF
THE MASTER
THE SONG
THE CAT
THE STORM
THE FLAME
THE MAGE
SHIFTING PLAINS
BEDTIME STORIES
FINDING DESTINY