Flesh and Delirium_Under the Skin Serial Part Six
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My hands shook with fear and worry at what was happening to her. I kept trying to talk to her to pull her out of it. Yet, nothing was working.
When she finally did stop bleeding, nothing we did woke her up. Both of us began to panic after that. We couldn’t just call a doctor to come look at her. We knew in a basic form what was wrong, we just didn’t understand why this time was so different from all the rest.
Abraham feared the worst of the memories had finally hit, and that her brain would take longer to recover from such an explosion of emotions. If that were the case, it was possible she wouldn’t wake up at all.
For two days we took turns at her side. I’d called out of work and Abraham left someone else in charge of the club.
But still, no change. She stayed asleep and our fears were beginning to look like a possibility.
Finally, on the third night she awakened. Only, it wasn’t exactly how we imagined it would happen. Instead, it was with a sound I doubted I’d be able to wipe from my own memory no matter how hard I tried.
A blood curdling scream…
To Be Continued in Flesh and Forever: Under the Skin Serial Part Seven
Other Books by K.B. Ladnier
Make Me a Wish: The Conduit Trilogy Book One (co-author)
Blood: Under the Skin Book One
The More the Merrier: A Naughty Nights Novella (Snow and Seduction Anthology)
Polarity of Us: A Northern Lights Novel
About the Author
K.B. Ladnier is from a small city in Southern Mississippi. She has one daughter and three cats who she claims are stealing her soul in only tiny doses, so she won't notice. She is a cyborg and spends most of her time hiding from her tiny human, so she doesn't have to share her snacks as she reads her favorite books. She hates the beach, yet lives only ten minutes away from it and daydreams of mountains and snow. She is married to a hot nerd and loves him dearly even though he hordes cookies and occasionally hides her prosthetic leg from her, so he can get a quick escape when she’s mad. She plans to write as long as people continue loving what she does, otherwise she's going to say screw it and do her second dream of owning a coffee shop. Though, she may still do both.