ALL Chapters & Episodes of Drop-Dead in Love by Joanna Jimenez - Page 3

All Chapters of Drop-Dead in Love: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

80 Chapters

Twenty-One † Another One Bites the Dust (Part 1)

Kat was so appalled that her knees gave way. As the tip of Calix's spear approached her heart, she staggered back, prayed hard, and closed her eyes.When she opened them, she was back in Silverfish, with present-day Calix leaning close to her with a worried frown, dabbing a tissue on her nose."Kat!" His face lit up. "You are back. You were not responding. I was—Kat?"Kat yelped and pushed herself back, causing her chair to topple on the floor with a dull thud. Her forehead was covered in sweat. There was something trickling on her upper lip. She wiped at it, thinking it was snot, but on the back of her hand was a smear of blood.He stood to help her, but s

Twenty-Two † Another One Bites the Dust (Part 2)

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Kat should be excited. This was what she'd been waiting for. A learning opportunity, a break from monotony.However, the timing was so terrible that she withered inside instead. "Oh, you got to be kidding me."Okay, so Mrs. Lawrence had just seen her in a compromising position. At the same time, the universe had just announced that Kat and Calix still had things to do together and couldn't be apart just yet.The whole scenario felt like a farcical theatre sketch. Sick and comical but definitely not funny.Kat wanted to stay in her spot, stomp her feet, and curse for everyone to hear, but she decided to solve the most urgent problem—and that was Mrs. Lawrence. Meanwhile, Calix was also getting his priorities straight. Instead of following Kat or acknowledging the darknes

Twenty-Three † Pass in Her Alley

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"We're lost," Kat managed to squeak, but at the same time, Calix declared, "You are in no position to set such terms."Another guy loomed into view in front of them, bald and tall, dressed in all black like a club bouncer. "Who are you and who sent you?"Deeply pressured, Kat was about to launch

Twenty-Four † Give Up the Ghost

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The girl's face was contorted with contempt, her thick eyebrows drawn downwards and her lips pulled back in a snarl. However, in a striking contrast, her dark eyes were blank, like inside she was beyond emotion.Numb rage. It was all numb rage. And that was more horrible than any show of anger Kat had ever seen.

Twenty-Five † Snuffed Out

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It was then that Kat knew she was a goner. She didn't communicate with her lucky stars anymore; they'd let her down just moments ago. She just stood there, frozen, waiting for the bullet to turn her into Rita.But it didn't come.The bullet, instead of speeding through her, plopped onto the floor, now a small puddle of melted metal.She didn't know who among her and the men was more surprised. For a moment they stared in united bafflement, glancing at each other, like, What the fuck just happened?And while they marinated in confusion, Calix took his chance and

Twenty-Six † The Way of All Flesh

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Calix’s first instinct was to close his eyes, but he didn’t do it. He couldn’t. Even as Kat coaxed him to stand, he was still staring at her.And she was . . . naked.First off, seeing a woman in this state was nothing new to him. Down in Hell, clothing for the human souls weren’t even a thing. He should be unfazed right now. Unbothered. Yet here he was, breathless and rendered motionless, with his skin warm and his stomach fluttering with a strange sensation that almost felt like longing.

Twenty-Seven † Matter of Life and Death

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"Okay." Kat stepped aside. "Explain."Calix raised a finger for emphasis, preparing for a litigation-type argument, but the only statement that came out of his mouth was, "I did not do it.""That's it?" she said after a pause. "That's your explanation?""Yes, because that is all you need to know," he reasoned. When she continued to look unimpressed, he sighed. "Kat, I do not touch your possessions. I will never do that without your permission—"

Twenty-Eight † If Looks Could Kill

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Possibly dead, Kat corrected herself as sweat trickled down the back of her neck. He couldn't be dead. There was no way she could've done. . . .What, exactly?She hadn't done anything. She'd been lying still, waiting for that sharp wooden plank to end her. There'd been no contact between her and Calix. He'd just bounced off like he hit a force field. It was like the Range Rover incident again, that sudden gust of wind, only this time, it was on reverse.

Twenty-Nine † Ashes to Ashes, Dust to Dust

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For some miraculous reason, Kat was alive, and she was regaining consciousness with each passing second.Something thick and warm was trickling down her forehead. A piece of cloth was grating against the sides of her parted lips. Her eyelids felt like they had dumbbells attached to them, but they were open.Still, it didn't change the fact that she was groggy, dizzy.The dark blue sky above her kept getting blurred with the outline of the treetops. The air was thick, pressing against her aching head. It didn't help that she was being dragged by her hair, by the strong cold hand that was forcing her locks to support her weight.It was Navea's hand, steering Kat into the darkest parts of the already secluded neighborhood.A small stone-and-wood cabin appeared in Kat's muted view, dilapidated and weather-beaten. Its windows were pitch black, the weeds surrounding it wild and overgrown. There was a rectangular concrete slab close by, about two feet high and six feet long, with seams on the

Thirty † Rest in Peace

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Shock filled up Kat's chest. More tears leaked from her eyes, her throat going tight with the sobs she couldn't let out.She didn't wipe her cheeks, though. She couldn't. The spiral of disbelief within her didn't allow her to do much else. She just watched, speechless and hurting, as Calix touched the gash on his cheek and had his fingers come away with an unmistakable trace of red.All kinds of dark emotions flashed in his face. The transitions were subtle, but Kat felt them moving with her like sceneries changing in a train window. From paralyzing incredulity that slackened his features to painful realization that made his eyes glisten. Then came defeat. Resignation.He fell to his knees, his breathing shallow and labored, his damaged fists digging into the dry grass. At that moment, Calix seemed more like a ticking bomb than ever. Even with all the intensity emanating from him, Kat could tell that he was shutting himself in, closing himself from anyone and anything. He was trying w

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