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Afterparty

In 'Afterparty,' readers are taken on a journey through the lives of a group of individuals whose paths intersect during a pivotal night. The narrative unfolds as the characters grapple with the consequences of their actions and the underlying issues of addiction and its effects on their lives and relationships. The story is a compelling examination of the human condition, offering a nuanced look at the challenges faced by those in the throes of addiction and the hope that can be found in the process of recovery. more

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Daryl Gregory
Daryl Gregory

Daryl Gregory is an American author born in 1965. His works are known for their science fiction and fantasy elements, which have won him a dedicated following. more

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“Violet Sorrengail,' she whispers, moving closer. 'Are you wearing Riorson's flight jacket?' Liam's head snaps in my direction, curse his stupidly good hearing. 'Why would you say that?' I do a shitty job of feigning shock and shove the sheaths into every available pocket in this thing. All three of them, which are considerably deeper than the ones in my own jacket. 'Oh, I don't know. Because it's huge on you and there are three stars right here?' She taps where there's only one star on her uniform. Well, shit. Just goes to show that neither of us was thinking clearly. 'It could be any third-year's.' I shrug. 'With a Fourth Wing shield on the shoulder?' She cocks an eyebrow. 'That does limit it a bit,' I agree. 'And a wingleader emblem beneath those stars?' she teases. 'Fine, it's his.”

“Violet Sorrengail,'" she whispers, moving closer. 'Are you wearing Riorson's flight jacket?" Liam's head snaps in my direction, curse his stupidly good hearing. "Why would you say that?" I do a shitty job of feigning shock and shove the sheaths into every available pocket in this thing. All three of them, which are considerably deeper than the ones in my own jacket. "Oh, I don't know. Because it's huge on you and there are three stars right here?" She taps where there's only one star on her uniform. Well, shit. Just goes to show that neither of us was thinking clearly. "It could be any third-year's." I shrug. "With a Fourth Wing shield on the shoulder?" She cocks an eyebrow. "That does limit it a bit," I agree. "And a wingleader emblem beneath those stars?" she teases. "Fine, it's his." I whisper quickly. "I knew it!" Rhi grins. "Tell me it's good." "I broke his window." I wince and my cheeks heat. "Like...you threw something at it?" Her brow knits. "No. As in, lightning struck... a lot. and I shattered his window.”

“You keeping any other secrets up there?' Rhiannon eventually asks. Guilt settles in my stomach when I think of Xaden and his meeting with the other marked ones. 'I think it's impossible to know everything there is to know about someone.' I feel like shit but keep from lying, at least. She snorts a laugh. 'If that wasn't skirting the question. How about this? Promise me that if you need help, you'll let me give it to you.' A smile spreads across my face despite the terrifying greens we're walking by. 'How about this,' I toss over my shoulder. 'I promise that if I need help you're capable of giving, I'll ask, but only-' I hold up my forefinger- 'if you promise the same.' 'Deal.' She smiles wide.”

“Many people who experienced love their whole lives, in childhood and all throughout, do not know the worth of being loved as adults. People fed love on silver spoons don't feel the weight of love anymore. They don't feel the value of it because they always had it anyway. They are insatiable, they don't trust it, they always ask you for more! Fucking shits! It's the people who had to pull love out of cracks in the wall and out of holes in trees, who know the value of love, who feel the weight of love, even the smallest ounce of it! Love people who weren't loved. They're worth their weight in gold.”