Total pages in book: 83
Estimated words: 82199 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 411(@200wpm)___ 329(@250wpm)___ 274(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 82199 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 411(@200wpm)___ 329(@250wpm)___ 274(@300wpm)
“My home is in the opposite direction.” My eyes flew around the forest, assessing anchor points, galloping with new alternatives for my plan.
I needed to incapacitate him. It was the only way I could flee.
“Wrong.” His jaw worked, black possession etching his face. “Your home is with me now. I’m your home.”
My heart fluttered.
For a man as sheltered and as twisted as him, he knew how to use words as blades. Simple sentences had the power to stop me in my tracks, make me question everything, and somehow cajole me into agreeing with him.
What if he was my home?
What if we were destined to meet and—
Stop.
This was the crux of why I could never trust myself with him.
He wasn’t just dangerous to my body. He was dangerous to my entire existence.
My hands balled.
I crouched.
Last chance.
He chuckled coldly, watching me coil to pounce. “You don’t give up easily, do you?”
“When it’s my life on the line, never.”
His eyes tightened. “You forfeited your life when you—”
“Trespassed on your valley. Yes, I know.” I swallowed back fear and committed. “Consider this me fixing that mistake.”
I leaped.
His eyes shot wide in surprise.
I’m sorry.
My entire body weight crashed into him, knocking him off balance, sending him reeling, lurching...falling.
Falling!
“No!”
Who shouted that? Me or him?
His foot vanished off the edge of the cliff. His other ankle rolled, and his weight pulled him back.
It happened sickeningly slow.
Falling, tumbling...
“Fuck.” He said the word calmly, detachedly, almost as if he was already resigned to his death. Already lived it, seen it, become friendly with it. His eyes met mine as he continued to fall. Almost serene. Almost grateful.
“No...oh, God.” Instinct kicked in and I grabbed at the rope around his wrist. “I’ve got you.” I locked my fingers around the end just as he plunged off the edge.
I caught it.
I held it.
His weight snatched it out of my hands.
His stare caught mine one last time, full of lust, despair, and blistering connection.
And then...
...he was gone.
PLAYLIST
Harry Styles – Golden
Miley Cyrus – Prisoner
MEDUZA - Paradise (ft. Dermot Kennedy) – Paradise
Imagine Dragons – Demons
Zac Efron, Zendaya - Rewrite The Stars
Bastille | Blame
Bastille // The Draw
Coldplay Fix You
Britney Spears - Criminal