Even as I try to deny it, my inner voice pops into my head, contradicting everything I want to believe. In that precious beat of silence, puzzle pieces snap together, and the blood chugging through my body slows like icy water in a nearly frozen river. The Proclaimers go quiet for a moment before the song starts again. So, why the hell can’t I move? I wiggle, but something that feels like carpet nap rubs against my bare arms. Plus, if I’d been taking a nap, the sound of the Proclaimers’ “500 Miles” wouldn’t be blasting in my earbuds. Why can’t I move? Fear creeps down my spine because I’m 99.99% sure I didn’t fall asleep. Maybe even a glow coming from above my head? There’s some gray mixed with the pitch black. When my eyes flick open, darkness greets me. The Fall of Legend is the first book in the captivating and utterly addictive Legend Trilogy.
If this is how I go down, it’ll be worth every second of the fall. Scarlett Priest shouldn’t even know men like me exist, but sometimes temptation is stronger than will.
I would sell my soul to taste those red lips.įight the devil himself to hear her laugh. The publication/use of these trademarks is not authorized, associated with, or sponsored by the trademark owners. The author acknowledges the trademarked status and trademark owners of various products referenced in this work of fiction, which have been used without permission.
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