Dark Age Pierce Brown Audiobook Novels & Stories

🌹_______________ Happiness can be found even in the darkest of times, if one only remembers to turn on the light 🌹_______________ I kept everything in order and swept the library with some other girls. I wasn't in a hurry, so I spent so much time there. Soon after, I was done I went to the counter to tell the lady I'm going. Senior David came in immediately and dropped a book on the counter for the lady. "You came to return the book, it's past school hours" she told him in a very harsh tone.

she moaned as she stared at the closed book. The book flew open and the pages fanned until they settled on one. The old woman smiled as she read the words that were almost jumping off the page. It wasn’t long before she was empowered with the right spell and got up to collect the items needed. The day turned into evening before she eased her weary body into her favorite wooden rocker on the porch. Angus hobbled up to place his head in her lap and she stroked him affectionately. “’Twas a long day me friend,” she said lovingly, “but we’ve done it. Now, let’s see what happens from here.”

The heavy main door of Caden's mansion clicked shut behind me. The sound didn't offer freedom; it sealed me into a new kind of prison. The bright afternoon sun felt too harsh, mocking the darkness that had just settled deep inside me. I was outside, yes, but no longer my own. The air felt thick, heavy with the weight of the deal. My limbs felt weak, like every bone had turned to water. I had agreed. I had sold myself, not just for money now, but for Caden’s sinister game.

The sheer cry of panic erupts from me as I stare at the Reverend and sister Agatha, who is tied up helplessly to a post; their mouths are gagged, and the bruises and gash over their bodies tell me they've already been tortured. By who? Those men outside? How did Pierce even find them by just knowing their names? A cold shudder runs through my body as I look at them; they may be chained, but I am still their weak captive. I can hear the Reverend's haunting voice cutting through every brain cell like hot coals. '...Your soul is tainted, child. Corrupted by the devil's influence. Sinners shall burn in the depths of hell...' I clench my eyes shut, and when I open them again, I'm trapped in that