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Chapter 221 - Epilogue II - Kiema
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"You could die. You realize that, yeah?" the low husky voice burbled through the phone. It reminded me of a lazy river in the woods. Not that I'd ever seen one in my life. Maybe that will go on the list of things to see when I escape.I straightened my spine. I was going to die way too early either way. I might as well make it on my terms instead of my parents'. "Still there?" I shook the morose thoughts away. "Yes. And yes. But we have to hurry. I'll be summoned for the next ritual any day now. I don't have time to waste. I need this plan in place as soon as I get to the cabin. I also need your reassurance that I won't be found." I shuddered to think what my parents would do if they found me after running away. Imprisonment would seem like a luxury.People moved outside my glass walls. Ordinary lives. They didn't know how lucky they were. "I give you my personal promise of safety." I could hear the sincerity in his voice. "We're ready on this end. We just need final locat
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I smiled as the haughty look dissolved from the lovely Kiema's face. I'd been expecting an old, bent woman for the price my parents were giving the Feuers for my healing. Someone who knew what she was doing. Someone who wouldn't fail. Not some woman who looked barely old enough to have a driver's license. And especially not someone with a body I wanted in my bed. Had it not been for the torture ricocheting through my body, I'd have been more than happy to inspect her more thoroughly.I clenched my back teeth as my bones rippled and shifted. It felt like something was trying to escape my skin. From witch doctors to cutting edge medicine, my parents and I had been left to flounder for answers for something no one could explain. A line of sweat beaded on my top lip as my body fought an unknown war. As the recognizable torture rolled through me, I saw Kiema's gaze land on my trembling body. Fascinating. Most couldn't tell when I was having an episode - as my mother liked to call
Iron Serpent Chronicles Chapter 3 - Kiema
"Five minutes," the guard called through the apartment's speaker system. "Fuck you," I breathed. I leaned over the vanity and finished putting on my mascara. Mouth hanging open, one eye overly wide, tongue off to one side. "Shit, shit, shit." My eye watered after I stabbed it with the mascara wand. Back to square freaking one. I wiped off the crescent moon of black from under my eye, reapplied my base makeup, and tried again. The sound of the door opening brought my back up the way it had for years. An overly loud, begrudging sigh reached my ears."I have more important things to do than traipse you around the building. Hurry up, Keema." In my reflection, my lip curled as she purposefully butchered my name. Gritting my teeth, I smoothed down my dress. Stepped into my shoes."Coming." I didn't bother raising my voice. I knew she could hear me. I walked out of the bathroom and turned left. There she stood. Ms. Evaline Cartwright. My father's sycophantic PA for most of
Iron Serpent Chronicles Chapter 4 - Ransom
And somehow her father thought she was nothing but a puppet. I mirrored her stance as I studied the woman who held my future in her petite hands.Without her high heels, she was average height, average build, a little curvier than I preferred my women, but, fuck, were all her curves were in the right places. Her skin, its honey brown tone at odds with the seemingly almost new-baby surface, had my fingers itching to trace it. Jet black hair and almost silver-gray eyes completed the picture.There wasn't too much resemblance between her and her parents, though. Other than height and mother's and daughter's hair color, there wasn't too much that had been passed down from the older generation. All for the better, in my opinion.She made a noise deep in her throat, pulling my attention back to her face.We'll see who is playing by whose rules, sweetheart.She opened her mouth. I held up a hand. "You can save your breath, Kiema. Your man down at the patrol desk gave me the lay o
Iron Serpent Chronicles Chapter 5 - Kiema
Well, there goes the ten days. I hoped my contact could move up the schedule. Of all the contingencies I'd thought through, I hadn't foreseen this happening. Nodding, I emptied the glass once more. Turning, I set the glass in the sink and turned toward my suite. "I'll call the front gate and let them kno - "A feral, pain-filled sound had me whirling around so fast I had to grab the back of a chair to keep from falling over. Ransom was leaning on the kitchen island. Arms locked, muscled rigid and twitching. Head thrown back as pain etched a grimace on his face. His legs shook like limbs on a tree in a tornado. I tried to harden myself against his suffering, his anguish. I turned back to my rooms. He'd chosen to walk away from the ritual. From the healing. I was now free to do the same. I made it two more steps before another yell sounded from behind me. Sneaking a look over my shoulder, the severe angle of his body, arched backwards in torment, clamped its sweaty fist aro
Iron Serpent Chronicles Chapter 6 - Ransom
"Shit! Shit! Shit!" The words whispered through my pain-wracked mind, even though I'm pretty sure I wasn't the one who said them. Hell, I was having a hard time focusing on anything outside of my own body. Over the last couple of months, the pain had been building, but this was something I hadn't been prepared for. The pain was incandescent as it washed in and through my body like a nuclear bomb. As I felt my stomach bunch up with the need to vomit, a chilling sensation washed through me. Like a cool breeze swirling through the trees on a bright Fall morning.The cessation of pain was so unexpected, I felt tears build behind my eyes. Fuck. I was almost afraid to trust it. To believe that my pain could just be swept away with a light wind. I pulled a deep breath in through my nose, slowly - so slowly - filling my lungs. When I was able to exhale without pain, I felt like crying like a newborn baby thrust into the cold, hard world. For the first time since this stupid il
Iron Serpent Chronicles Chapter 7 - Kiema
Finally, the pulsing black magic of Ransom's spirit was encased in my own. All around me, the brilliant flashes of pain died down to the normal bland stillness of the magical landscape. The myriad of colors faded as if bleached by the sun. I felt my magical essence shudder and waver as if a spectral hand had shifted through my physical form. I stilled. That had never happened to me either. Everything about this stupid ritual was fucked: upward, backward, and sideways. The fading colors flared to life once more. Like the blinding sun had slipped behind a cloud, the colors seeped back into Ransom's spirit. Just as quickly as it started, the colors died away again. The vast field of gray filled my vision once more. If I'd had shoulders in this form, they would've settled down into their normal position. If my heart still beat in this form, it would have slowed. This was familiar. This I could do while sleeping.I inspected the rest of Ransom's body. The same slightly sick
Iron Serpent Chronicles Chapter 8 - Ransom
I raced after the woman who'd settled the torture of my body with one touch. My shoes slammed against the floor in a sharp drum beat that matched my pounding heart. "Kiema! Wait!" I almost shot past the door she'd escaped through. The sounds of violent retching reached my ears, pulled me to an abrupt halt. She was hunched over the toilet. Her hair had fallen from her messy topknot. Now it hung around her head, a dark curtain shielding her face. I winced in sympathy as her rib cage expanded and contracted heavily. Heavy splattering followed the guttural groans. Let it out, sweetheart. Stepping around her bowed form, I pulled open drawers. One after the other until they all stood open like the gaping mouths of dazzled spectators. On the wall, a rack held a huge collection of matching towels. Sitting on the top of the mound, I found the smallest washrag known to mankind. Shaking my head, I turned on the faucet, and shoved the rag under the cold water. Barely wringing
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