Blue Bloods by Shamique Morgan (thriller book recommendations .txt) đ
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âAre you quite through with your scrutiny of my visage?, if so be so kind to free meâ she said as she stared at him an obvious disgust in her blue eyes .He chuckled then looked at her
âyou know most women wouldnât mind my scrutinyâ he retorted as he went about the task she demanded finally free she rubbed her wrists and countered
âPrecisely . other women, and as far as Iâm concerned Iâm not like other women â
âIâve realized lass âHe said as he pulled her to her feet.Thor got the feeling that she resented him ,not that he could blame her ,heâd left her in a house by herself for a month not once acknowledging her ,that alone was enough to set any woman on spring .
âHow do you plan on getting us out of here?âShe asked from behind him, her arms were folded neatly across her bust.
âI donât know yet ,but it will only be until a minute or two that one of these guards has figured out that Iâm gone â
He said on a breath before he turned to lock gaze with her. The petite female was clad scantily, she wore a black little skirt which barely manage to cover her thighs, and that flimsy little blouse she wore from what heâd glimpsed tapered in the back to some sort of corset design .Then the question popped
âDo you always dress this scantily ?â there was no turning back now ,so it only made sense to go with it âWhy?âShe asked as she stared at him warily ,a faint whisper in the back of her mind cautioning her to be careful of her response ,he shrugged
âJust a question pet, itâs either a yes or a no âShe sighed and looked him dead in the eye
âI donât owe you an explanation âshe said tersely if heâd cared he would have been with her a month ago .Not that any of that mattered to her now, theyâd wasted enough time as it were . Women! You ask one question and they get all defensive the only thing that really mattered was getting out of this hell hole before it was too late, so for now he would let that question drop .
Embracing The Night:Chapter Six
The persistent rap on her door was enough to wake an herd of elephants. But it was short lived seconds later Evalineâs maid bustled into the room she quickly curtsied and met the brilliant emerald gaze of her mistress.
âYour ladyship,....the um ...the prisoners have escapedâ She said as she winced obviously expecting some form of heinous act to be meted out to her
She gracefully swung her legs to the side of the bed
âi see my brother wasted no time â she said as she stood and put on the robe which laid over the chair adjacent to her bed
âMadam....are you okâ Abigail asked a puzzling look plastered over her face
âWhy on earth wouldnât i be âshe asked the malicious smile running the full length of her lips
âno reasons âshe said as she curtsied and left
âLet the games begin brother âShe said a malevolent smile creasing her lips.
Ravencroft Coven
âI donât know what to think anymoreâ Brooke said to Olivia
As she took a sip of wine which sheâd been offered
â i know that this is unusual behaviour of your sister brooke-ann but i donât think you should worry this muchâLivia said before bringing the wine glass to her lips Brooke shrugged maybe Auna finally cracked and bailed ,but that didnât excuse the fact that her suitcases were packed .The first thing her sister did when she checked into a hotel was unpack her clothes it was like a ritual with her .
âif one is to accommodate change she must always embrace the things which come with changeâ sheâd remember Auna saying she set the glass down on the unembellished dark brown mahogany table she looked into liviaâs brown eyes and said
âI need you to scry her room liv âWhen witches scry they use majick to recreate something which had previously happened but liv was a what did she call it, a witch in âreformâ and had brandished any idea of ever using magic
She placed her glass on the table adjacent to Brookeâs
âFine, but only because weâre friends and Auna owes me money.â Brooke raised an eyebrow at her comment
âReally?â
âPssh, no dear sheâs my friend tooâ she laughed a she took another sip of Madeira.
Their escape had been easy ...too easy which had rouse many questions in Auna .Why hadnât his sister appointed more guards to watch their cells?, or even older ones because obviously the guards she appointed were young ..Young enough to be her Brother. She turned her gaze to Ceddrick who was currently lying on a bed of hay his hands behind his head After theyâd left the castle they jacked a ride with some peasant on this wagon .he seemed so peaceful in his sleep she stretched a hand over his face to brush back a strand of thick black hair .but pulled it back ..no touching she said mentally .
Her eyes suddenly caught glimpse of the sword which heâd stolen from the palace .Now that could be of use she chided .The only problem she had was that she had to stretch across him to get it .Shit no task ever comes with easy strings she told herself as she stretched over him .It must have been faith ..Either way she was convinced she was a woman because sometimes she was such a bitch .The carriage had gone over a bump causing Auna to fall on his chest ,practically knocking the air from his lungs .Ceddricks s eyes flew open at the contact
âWhat do you think youâre doing lass ?âHe asked firmly
âI...I .umâHe quirked an eyebrow at her .Crap .
âThatâs none of your businessâ she snapped making quick recovery
âYouâre lying on my chest so the least you can do is give me an explanation â he said as he searched her face waiting for an explanation.
âoh ,that fact had eluded me âshe said as she gingerly moved from over him. He grabbed her hand and pulled her back to him ,a gasp had escaped from her and her features seemed distraught ,her entire apparel went blanch .
âyes that fact indeed eluded you, along with my explanation which you seem so determine to withhold from me, now tell me what were you doing? âhe asked
Aunaâs eyes widen at how clipped and serious his tone had grown .Her eyes darted towards the sword. Now wishing she could maim him for manhandling her his gaze followed hers realization crawling itâs way into his mind sheâd meant to kill him. No different, sheâs no different from those other slayers and Rachael. If thatâs how sheâd meant to repay him for saving her behind then they would part ways. He released his hold on her and she scrambled back from him .Her eyes fixed on his face .
âWe part ways when we reach the nearest town âhe said sternly, there was no note of uncertainty in his tone, no room for debates or questions. Good she thought to herself, things were better that way. For both of them.
The Morning light poured in from the window. Brooke walked around the room then took a seat in a nearby chair
âSo here it is âBrooke said âLet's get this over withâ she added
Olivia nodded her short hair bouncing atop her head
With outstretched palms Majick began to encase the room, and a scene began to form. Brooke watched her hand clamped over her mouth as tears gathered in her eyes and slowly rolled down her cheeks .A large man stood at Aunaâs Back ,he dropped a hand around her throat then whispered in her ear
âScream and Iâll kill you â
She struggled against his hold but he only tighten it, her hand shot up to her throat to pry his hand free
But it was a fruitless attempt .He reached in his pocket and pulled out a syringe. Her eyes caught glimpse of it and she tried harder to get free but all her fighting came to an end when he jammed it in her neck. Brooke shook her head ,beads of tears streaming from her eyes , the scene slowly disappeared .Olivia gasped, Her eyes had stopped wavering from a metallic grey and went back to their normal chocolate colour, she looked Brooke in the eye and asked
âWhoâs the man?ââ
It was only a mere whisper
âRafael.... â
âWhat do you mean my brother is missing?âAndrew asked as he narrowed his eyes at his cousin
âLike I said, Iâm not quite sure of all the details of our situation as yet, as far as Iâm concerned uncleâs retirement is drawing nigh and if we canât find ceddrick by thenâŠâAndrew cut him off by saying
âI already told father, I donât want to be the leader of our council, itâs too much a risk for my familyâ
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