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Code Name Verity (Code Name Verity #1) One Sizzling Touch (Eternal Bachelors Club #6)

He watched her face closely, suddenly mesmerized by the way her lips were forming words.wI promise you," she vowed, "I will like it all."

Gareth fought for air. This couldn’t be happening. Surely a man could not be forced into marriage. Not in this day and age.Wrotham would like to see it done in July, his father added. I told him we have no objections.

The Aftermath (The Hurricane #2)

But…Mary… Gareth gasped. I can’t marry Mary!One of his father’s bushy brows inched toward his hair-line. You can, and you will.But Father, she’s…she’s…

Running Barefoot

Simple? the baron finished for him. He chuckled. Won’t make a difference when she’s under you in bed. And you don’t have to have anything to do with her otherwise. He walked toward his son until they were uncomfortably close. All you need to do is show up at the church. Do you understand?Gareth said nothing. He didn’t do much of anything, either. It was all he could manage just to breathe.

He’d known Mary Winthrop his entire life. She was a year his elder, and their families’ estates had bordered on one another’s for over a century. They’d been playmates as young children, but it soon became apparent that Mary wasn’t quite right in the head. Gareth had remained her champion whenever he was in the district; he’d bloodied more than one bully who had thought to call her names or take advantage of her sweet and unassuming nature.

But he couldn’t marry her. She was like a child. It had to be a sin. And even if it wasn’t, he could never stomach it. How could she possibly understand what was meant to transpire between them as man and wife?Her grip on my shoulders loosened, her hands sliding down to my wrists. Her mouth parted and a thin—and shockingly long—tongue darted out, touching my cheek and licking it in a long upward motion, before slithering back between her flaking lips. Even in my daze, I couldn’t help but be grossed out. Ugh. She grinned more mirthfully than ever and then, with one strong thrust, pushed me back into the pool. Sinking underwater, I drifted down, down, to the bottom of the pool, unable to find the strength to even move myself upward.

Joseph, Nolan called to me. What happened to you?His blurry outline arrived at my side along with Chantel, and then the form of Marcilla approached, hovering near my feet. I lay on my back, stretched out, staring up at the still surface. I couldn’t bring myself to talk. Not yet.

Night Creature: Crescent Moon (Nightcreature #4)

I just shook my head. But they both should’ve guessed what had happened to me.He needs some space, Marcilla murmured. Given time, I think he will recover. This was only his first escape attempt—their mind torture would’ve been a shock, but this boy is strong.

Nolan and Chantel remained next to me a few moments longer before backing away with Marcilla.This boy is strong. Marcilla’s statement echoed around in my head.

I needed to be strong. I needed to be. For my family. For River.But lying here in the gloom of The Underworld, I’d never felt weaker in my life.

Time lost all meaning as I lay at the base of the pool. I was vaguely aware of Chantel and Nolan drifting over to me again after a few hours, gazing into my eyes and asking if I was all right. Still, I couldn’t bring myself to respond. I was sure that other ghosts also approached to take a look at me, but I barely saw them. My eyes glazed over even as I knew that I needed to keep them open. I needed to keep alive whatever spark of consciousness I still had within me. I couldn’t become a victim of The Underworld. That was what the ghouls wanted.But even now that I was out of the coffin, away from the ghoul’s poisonous touch, and although my intelligence told me that none of the things that I’d witnessed in there were real, my mind still latched onto the visions as though they were the gospel truth.

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