naked admiring the roses you sent me.”
His voice becomes panicked. “Chloe, I didn’t send you any flowers.”
“What? Then who did?”
“I did.” A large black shadow steps from the darkness of the living room. Chloe drops the phone with terror coursing through her body.
“Ethan.”
“Weren’t expecting me, were you? I warned you not to go forward, and you did on both accounts, the charges and the club.”
Chloe dives to the floor, scrambling to get to the phone. She can hear Eli’s voice on the other end telling her he’s on his way, but she knows it’s a good fifteen minute ride across town.
“Eli, hur…”
Ethan’s black leather gloves wrap around her throat and cinches down. Each one of his fingers push on her throat, making it damn near impossible to breathe. She feels one sting across her face as she follows Ethan’s black glove. He repeats the action, slapping her face back and forth.
Finally, a new object enters her vision. The roses come closer and closer until they crack on the side of her head. Chloe blacks out for a second, until everything comes back into focus. She refuses to go down and tries to search the kitchen for something she can use in retaliation. She scans every surface and finds nothing. Chloe can feel her eyes begin to roll back, but can’t stop them. Then there’s another blow to the side of her head and everything goes black.
Moments of darkness pass by as she fights to open her eyes. Chloe uses every ounce of energy she can muster to move an arm or lift her head, but each time the darkness wins out. She senses evil standing near her and keeps battling to move an inch, but nothing will budge. Eli’s familiar voice finally invades her.
Chloe’s eyes open, searching for him, but she sees nothing but darkness. Her hands crunch around in glass, searching for a steady spot to hold her body up. Eli’s voice keeps taunting her, creating a panic she’s unable to control. The next voice she hears is her own screaming in sheer horror. She tries like hell to mute the noise, but nothing happens but steady streams of screams. She wraps her hands around Eli’s thick arm and Ethan’s face flashes in her dark vision. His eyes are highlighted by the dark vibes surrounding them, causing Chloe to scream louder, thrashing around to get loose.
The more her muscles struggle to break free, the tighter her captor holds her.
There’s blood everywhere. Her flesh is torn among the debris lying everywhere. Eli’s eyes are forced to focus on the scarlet covering all the surfaces. He reacts the only way he knows how, by grabbing Chloe. Blood continues to flow as he holds her and she fights him with everything she has. He feels her begin to lose the battle breath by breath as she struggles, and the only thing he can do is hold her tighter to his chest as she fades away.
“I love you, Chloe Jo,” slips from Eli’s lips, barely audible in the silent kitchen.
Volume #2
“Party Boys in Room 211”
April 11 th
Volume #3
“Drinks On Us Tonight”
April 18 th
Volume #4
“The After Party That Never Ends”
April 25th
Acknowledgements:
Thank you to all the readers who love my books and bring each of my characters to life. Without your support, I wouldn’t be able to keep writing. Not only am I continuing to write, but I am doing so with a happy heart. I’m living my dream out loud and am thankful every day for that. I truly hope that in 2015 I’ll get to meet several of you at different signings. Again, “thank you” will never be enough for the amount of support you’ve given me.
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His voice becomes panicked. “Chloe, I didn’t send you any flowers.”
“What? Then who did?”
“I did.” A large black shadow steps from the darkness of the living room. Chloe drops the phone with terror coursing through her body.
“Ethan.”
“Weren’t expecting me, were you? I warned you not to go forward, and you did on both accounts, the charges and the club.”
Chloe dives to the floor, scrambling to get to the phone. She can hear Eli’s voice on the other end telling her he’s on his way, but she knows it’s a good fifteen minute ride across town.
“Eli, hur…”
Ethan’s black leather gloves wrap around her throat and cinches down. Each one of his fingers push on her throat, making it damn near impossible to breathe. She feels one sting across her face as she follows Ethan’s black glove. He repeats the action, slapping her face back and forth.
Finally, a new object enters her vision. The roses come closer and closer until they crack on the side of her head. Chloe blacks out for a second, until everything comes back into focus. She refuses to go down and tries to search the kitchen for something she can use in retaliation. She scans every surface and finds nothing. Chloe can feel her eyes begin to roll back, but can’t stop them. Then there’s another blow to the side of her head and everything goes black.
Moments of darkness pass by as she fights to open her eyes. Chloe uses every ounce of energy she can muster to move an arm or lift her head, but each time the darkness wins out. She senses evil standing near her and keeps battling to move an inch, but nothing will budge. Eli’s familiar voice finally invades her.
Chloe’s eyes open, searching for him, but she sees nothing but darkness. Her hands crunch around in glass, searching for a steady spot to hold her body up. Eli’s voice keeps taunting her, creating a panic she’s unable to control. The next voice she hears is her own screaming in sheer horror. She tries like hell to mute the noise, but nothing happens but steady streams of screams. She wraps her hands around Eli’s thick arm and Ethan’s face flashes in her dark vision. His eyes are highlighted by the dark vibes surrounding them, causing Chloe to scream louder, thrashing around to get loose.
The more her muscles struggle to break free, the tighter her captor holds her.
There’s blood everywhere. Her flesh is torn among the debris lying everywhere. Eli’s eyes are forced to focus on the scarlet covering all the surfaces. He reacts the only way he knows how, by grabbing Chloe. Blood continues to flow as he holds her and she fights him with everything she has. He feels her begin to lose the battle breath by breath as she struggles, and the only thing he can do is hold her tighter to his chest as she fades away.
“I love you, Chloe Jo,” slips from Eli’s lips, barely audible in the silent kitchen.
Volume #2
“Party Boys in Room 211”
April 11 th
Volume #3
“Drinks On Us Tonight”
April 18 th
Volume #4
“The After Party That Never Ends”
April 25th
Acknowledgements:
Thank you to all the readers who love my books and bring each of my characters to life. Without your support, I wouldn’t be able to keep writing. Not only am I continuing to write, but I am doing so with a happy heart. I’m living my dream out loud and am thankful every day for that. I truly hope that in 2015 I’ll get to meet several of you at different signings. Again, “thank you” will never be enough for the amount of support you’ve given me.
Social Media Links
Websit e : www.hjbellus.com
Faceboo k : https://www.facebook.com/AuthorHjBellus
goodread s : https://www.goodreads.com/author/show/7079478.H_J_Bellus
Twitte r : https://twitter.com/HJBellus
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