by B C Morgan
“He’ll kill you if you do,” I exclaim, doesn’t anyone know how to listen?
“And he’ll kill you if I don’t, I will not face my nana because I was scared of that psycho,” he spits out as he goes to town on the tape, picking at the edges until it starts to come loose.
I want to weep with joy as he frees both my legs and does the same with my arms, if he wasn’t such a twat, I’d hug him.
“Do you know how we can get out of here?” I ask as I tiptoe over to the door and place my ear against the wood.
“I think we’re in a basement, I remember being dragged down some stairs before he chucked me in here. If we can get up there without being seen, we just might be able to get outside. Even if you have to leave me behind, make sure you do not stop,” he says as he stands beside me and burns my irises with the ferocity in his gaze.
“I won’t leave you behind, that isn’t the kind of person I am,” I reply as he sighs deeply, I can’t waste time on that right now. I have a damn prison to escape.
The door opens on a creak which is causing us both to freeze, what if Dante heard it? Although I’m sure he would be making his way down here by now if he had, no it’s okay. We are still in the clear.
Holding my hand out for him to grab onto seems a smart idea, at least this way we won’t lose one another. We climb up the stairs quietly, flinching every time there’s a creak but nothing else happens. I don’t know about Finley, but my nerves are shot to shit.
“I should go first,” Finley says, trying to be chivalrous but I don’t need that right now.
“Stopping to trade places is a waste of time that we can’t afford, besides there’s no reason for you to risk yourself to keep me safe,” I say with an eye roll as I twist the door knob and watch as it slowly pushes open.
“Is the coast clear?” He asks and I squeeze his hand before stepping forward. It’s okay Henleigh, we’re nearly there.
Sneaking around the doorway I can see the front door, but the walls are covered with pictures of Elliott and me. Like some weird kind of alter, damn he really hates us. All of the ones with Elliot have had his face scratched out, while mine are fine except for the eyes. They’ve been painted in black, an endless void to match Dante’s.
Clap, clap, clap.
“You made it farther than I thought, well done pretty girl,” he says watching me from the top of the stairs. I’d been too ignorant to scout out beforehand.
“Finley, get out of here,” I scream, trying to push him away.
“Why would I do that?” He asks as he cocks his head to the side and squeezes my hand hard enough to make me cry out.
I’m staring at him wide eyed, as tears flood them but I won’t let them fall. I just don’t understand.
“Poor little brownie, so clever yet so oblivious to the world around her,” he says with a hate filled, icy tone as he drags me back by my hand and pulls me flush against him.
“If you weren’t such a whore I would have offered you a go on me before you died, but with the way you throw yourself about I have no idea what I’d catch,” he says with a malicious grin as he grabs hold of my plait and the back of my top.
His grip on me is the only thing stopping me from tumbling down the concrete basement stairs.
“Don’t forget to send me a postcard,” he says, which is confusing my fear riddled brain as he lets me go and with one final push sends me face first down the steps. I lose count of how many I hit, and I know I won’t be awake when I finally hit the ground.
To be continued...
GOSSARY
I’ve been very British in this book and I thought I would add this glossary for those who may not be familiar with some of the words or sayings we use over here.
In the UK what the US call College, we call University. This is where we go to get our bachelor’s degree and higher. College is where we take vocational courses and other courses that can prepare us for University if we don’t stay on at school to get our A-levels.
Fortnight – a quick way of say two weeks
Trainers - sneakers
Gavvers – slang term for police
Sarnie - sandwich
Frenchies – lace knickers (panties)
Dungarees – overalls
Cuppa – cup of tea mainly but can be used for coffee
Starkers - naked
Dob them in – snitch, get them in trouble, turn them over to the authorities
Pissed - drunk
Tatty – worn and shabby
THANK YOU
Thank you to all the readers for giving this a shot and hopefully if you’ve enjoyed it you will be happy to give me a review so others may get the chance to read it too. One word, a whole essay it all means the world to me. I personally read every review I get and I’m amazed by the kind words you all send my way, thank you.
ACKNOWLEDGMENTS
To my amazing Alphas Savannah and Claire, Robin and Nigama, Kaara and Scarlett and my amazing Beta’s Laura, Brook, Rachel and Sam for making this book the best version of itself. Plus there really needs to be another shout out to Savannah who is not only my PA and Alpha but also formatted this and helped to make it just right for everyone to read and to all my readers. The reviews you have left all hold a very special place in my heart, I love you all and I’m so glad I get to share this experience with you all.
ABOUT THE AUTHOR
I’m B C Morgan, I’ve lived in England for the entire duration of my life. I have two beautiful children, who mean the entire world to me. I also have an amazing partner who has supported me every step of the way. I’m very lucky to have the family and friends I have, they have given me so much support and I appreciate them all. I also wouldn’t be here without the wonderful Diabetic Team I have in my corner, they help to keep my healthy.
I mainly write supernatural style books, but I do like to branch out into the Dystopian Genre and I am also contemplating publishing a few detective books I wrote when I was younger eventually. But really, I will try my hand at any style that suits whatever idea is swimming around within my head, even contemporary.
I love Coffee, no matter if it’s a drink or ice cream, I’ll be the first one there to buy it. I love all music, but my favourites include Foo Fighters, Cage the Elephant, Queen and Carrie Underwood.
I read all types of books, but my favourites include crime books from the likes of J.D Robb and Jack Higgins, to fantasy type books from Rachael Caine and my new favourite contemporary author Bo Reid. That’s not to mention the amazing Contemporary authors Scarlett Ross and Crystal North who drag you into their worlds and make it impossible to leave until you’ve devoured each and every word.
Last but not least I am Bee, and if you’d like to get to know me better, here’s where you can find me.
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More by BC Morgan
Drop of Death:
Survivor (Drop of Death #1)
Pretender (Drop of Death #2)
Book 3 coming soon
The Never Series:
You Never Knew Me (The Never series #1)
You Were Never Honest (The Never series #2)
You’ll Never Have Me(The Never series #3)
You’ll Never Lose Me(The Never series #4)
Ebony Child:
Eternal (Ebony Child #1)
Descent (Ebony Child #2)
Retribution (Ebony Child #3)
Book 4 coming soon
Stand-alones:
Twenty-five Men of Christmas
Before She Slumbers
Table of Contents
Title Page
Copyright
Dedication
Contents
Disclaimer
Prologue
Chapter 1
Chapter 2
Chapter 3
Chapter 4
Chapter 5
Chapter 6
> Chapter 7
Chapter 8
Chapter 9
Chapter 10
Chapter 11
Chapter 12
Chapter 13
Chapter 14
Prologue
Gossary
Thank you
Acknowledgments
About the Author