Novelas y relatos de Chris Hartley Until Dawn

Despite the dim lightings in the hall, the halo around the dance floor was bright. With the spotlight falling in the middle of the dance floor, ten couples danced around it with each couple passing through the shining spot once. And every time a couple passed through the spotlight, the female partners will be interchanged with the consecutive males.

Alistair's POV The room returned to a dead silence. I held Seraphina and sat. Just sat. Her body grew colder, stiffer. I could feel death stealing the last of her warmth. But I didn't dare let go. I was afraid if I did, she would be truly gone. Outside the window, the sky turned from black to gray, then from gray to the pale light of dawn. I held her all night, without moving. My arms were numb, my neck as stiff as stone, but I didn't care.

go so early. Mr. Oswald burst into tears, he seemed to be recalling painful memories of his past with his daughter Vera Jocelyn: “Vera Oswald lived with me, she was beautiful and talented just like her mother and in Harley village there was a son named Harding Jocelyn who loved Vera very much and Vera had feelings for him too. ta. Until one day when I realized Vera was back later than usual so I decided to go look for her, I spent all night looking for her but couldn't. When I returned the next morning, Vera was at home and informed me that she had decided to marry Harding, Harding promised her to give her the biggest wedding in the village and take care of the children. baby is very happy.

With little time left until the day would fade into night and with all her loose ends tied up, the only thing left to do was wait. *_*_*_*_* Harley walked over to the ledge once more and peered out at the sky. The cloudy white of day had been replaced by the deep lilac of twilight, and she knew that time was up. She had been planning this for a little over a week, and she had spent the day taking care of all the loose ends. There was only one thing left to do. She slid her hand into her jacket pocket and pulled out a little glass vial that she'd managed to sneak from Zander only a few days ago and then a slender hunting knife from her belt. Rolling up her sleeve, she gritted her teeth as she

RHETT Dawn came, and I sat on the folded couch rubbing some cream onto my feet. A welcomed gift, that Nyctimus’ mate had sent to our room last night. The ointment was already doing its job and soothing my feet. This was the second application I was putting on and already my sore and blistered feet were beginning to heal.

I should deal with the emotions I’ve repressed for the last fifteen years. “Not yet.” “When you’re ready,” he says softly and kisses me. I sip my arm around his neck, kissing him back harder. I’m so fucking grateful for him. We’re both naked, with the covers on my bed tangled around us from having sex not that long ago. “What time is it?” I ask, not feeling sleepy but not wanting to get up and move away from Lucas. “About an hour until sunset. You slept for three hours.”

He smirked and looked over my face. I looked at the time, noticing it was 11PM. "We've been on the phone for seven hours." "Best seven hours of my life." I blushed just as I started yawning, turning my face away from the camera as I did so. "Are you tired?" "No." I said, my eyes closed and my voice sounding sleepy. He chuckled; I could feel his eyes staring holes into my face, but I kept mine closed. "I can't wait to see you tomorrow night." He said, but I was too tired to respond. "Goodnight, Athena.