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.processtext.com/abclit.htmlBecca felt Nick s anguish just before she was slammed with the sudden crash of emptiness at the loss ofhis touch.She immediately shoved her hand under his shirt to touch the bare skin of his back, anchoringher hand under the waistband of his jeans so it couldn t slip off.Instantly, the barren chasm inside her quieted, chased away by Nick s essence, giving her life.He washeat and he was light and he was passion, and it was the most amazing feeling ever.His muscles flexedunder her hand, and she remembered that not only was he alive with life force, but he was also a man.Aman who made her feel alive. What is this thing? he whispered, finally drawing her attention away from herself and to the room.Becca cursed when she saw what was there.His body tensed at her words and he spun around, nearly breaking her wrist as it twisted in the back ofhis jeans.She clenched her teeth as her hand fell free, but he remembered to grab her shoulders beforethe void could consume her again. I really didn t like your response, did I? he asked. She s not dead right now, Nick.She s just in a trance.That s the good news.He didn t relax his hold. And the bad?She looked over the dome again, inspecting it for authenticity. Well, I d need to check a few things outto be sure. Tell me. His voice was low and rumbling again, and she had a feeling that walls were going to startcollapsing from his energy if she didn t get him to ease down. It s from hell.That s why it affects me worse than you or Paige, because I m basically made of hell andyou two are more distantly affiliated right now. She eyed it, looking at the faint etchings in the surfacethat were so telling. It s called a death blister.It s like a giant sac filled with the invisible pus of hell, andyour sister s in the middle of it. When the mirror over the dresser exploded from Nick s vibrating rage,she decided maybe it was best to gloss over the graphic description. See, it s a. She decided not tocall it a torture device..toy Satan made.He makes a vesicle, sets a timer, and then links it tosomeone s life force.Then, the only way to destroy it is to kill whoever s life force is supporting it.It s ahandy way of getting someone to kill someone else for him.The air around Nick continued to hum, and it wasn t a feel-good kind of vibration. So, what s the timerfor? He sort of shuddered, and ratcheted down his emotions. How does it work? Well. She turned toward the dome, looking for what she knew had to be there.She found it justunder the window. See that little black spot? She leaned back against him, as she began to get coldand her mind started to get a little blinky.Nick put his arms around her and rested his chin on her head while he assessed the situation, and thevoid lessened slightly, though not as much as it had when he was intentionally pouring his emotions intoher. I see it.What is it? It s an acid pit that serves as a conduit to hell. She couldn t believe how good it felt to be in his arms.To have his body wrapped around hers as he tried to protect her.She didn t need protection, adored herindependence.but damn.This was some kind of addicting feeling.It was.incredible.She d had no ideawhat she d really been missing, but now.Generated by ABC Amber LIT Converter, http://www.processtext.com/abclit.html The acid pit is small, he said. That s good, right? It ll keep growing, filling the area around your sister until the spot she s on is an oasis in the middle of it.When the timer goes off, the last bit will be consumed, and she ll be on her way to hell in an acid pit.He was quiet for a moment, and she nestled into his body, getting warmer by the minute as his worryabout his sister continued to escalate. And if we kill the life force supporting the.bubble?She smiled at his word choice.Calling it a bubble instead of a pus blister from hell wasn t going to savehis sister, but it was sort of cute that he d tried it. If we kill the life force it s linked to, Dani s home free.She laid her arms over his where they were wrapped around her waist, trying to suck in even more of hislight. Do you know when the timer s set for? Sunday at midnight.She wiggled her bottom against him, trying to get even closer, drinking the feeling of being alive.Shecould feel his worry, his love, his determination, and it made her feel almost giddy and light-headed. So,that gives us almost four days to find out who it s linked to and who set it up. Satan didn t set it up? He has a little machine that does this.Anyone with hell in their blood could use it.You or I could do it.She sighed and pushed harder against him, trying to nestle her bum into the curve of his body that seemedto be built for it.If he felt this good holding her with all their clothes on, how intense would it be if there was fullskin-to-skin contact? Or if he was inside her, making love to her, exposing her to her most vulnerablecore?Crap.Where had that thought come from? Get a grip, Becca [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]

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