Nightlocks Hunger Games の小説・ストーリー

Just before I blacked out, I thought to myself, 'What in the world did I do to deserve this? The next time I saw the daylight which was very surprising, judging from the way I was beaten yesterday, I was in my room, laid on my bed with the blanket covering every part of my body except my face. I thought back to the monster I who made me this way and unconsciously shook in fright. My stomach grumbled, making me realize I was hungry. Judging from the way my stomach fought with me, I seemed to have not eaten for days, but I soon shook the thought off my head because I refused to believe that I had been beaten to unconsciousness for days.

Onyx: Asher gritted his teeth and tried to stay glued to his chair. His mind trying to connect with someone from Cross River, he knew it was impossible but maybe. What the hell was going on? Where the hell was Jace? They were cutting it too close. He glanced at Lyla to his side and saw that her eyes were glossed over. She was mindlinking someone. The mind linked ended and she looked to Asher, her face going pale. Asher knew something was instantly wrong. He looked up at the stage. Lance’s mouth hovering over Nora’s neck inches from marking her.

I stuttered out my sentence wiping my eyes as I couldn't believe what I was seeing. "Cages? Don't be ridiculous, Ms. Spitz. We're civilized. There is a safe area and then a restricted area. The area is designed based on the Norweigian prison system. It's one of the humane systems in the entire world, it's completely safe for everyone involved. I wonder . . . in your university environment you would never have been able to see a full mating drive? Alphas are restrained in society."

These were wolves whose pack-life had gone rancid, with dominance reduced to use, loyalty reduced to appetite, and every instinct that might once have held them together turned inward and spoiled. One of the Blackthorns stopped near a partitioned office at the back and lifted his head, nostrils flaring. “There.” Lucas reached the door first. It was locked. He hit it once with his shoulder and the cheap wood burst inward with a shriek of torn frame. Jenny was inside.

A guard swung his pike in their direction and barked. "Now!" Under thin shifts, the girls scurried, barefooted on chilly stone, their shoulders trembling. Some were still half sleeping, tears and grime streaking their faces. Manacles slammed tight around their wrists, and the chains were pushed into their palms. Their breath was not as loud as the sound of iron being locked into place. In an attempt to conceal the ripped flesh, Luna pressed her arm to her side. Even though the parchment beneath her mattress had withstood the night, she could still feel Roman's unseen eyes penetrating the stone, as though he could read her thoughts while she slept.

Petersburg was a city of ghosts, the mist rolling off the Neva River like a funeral shroud. "They won't come," I whispered, though I didn't know if I wanted to be right or wrong. "Maybe Ryan is smarter than this." "He’s hungry, Ana," Nicholas said, his eyes fixed on the horizon. "We’ve cut off his supply lines in the Park. He needs a win to show his human masters that he’s still useful. He’ll bite." Midnight passed. Then one. My heart was a drum in my ears, every beat a reminder of the soldiers waiting in the dark, clutching weapons and hoping the night would pass them by.

"How did you sleep?" Nigel attempted to alleviate the tightness in his neck by rubbing it. "Just gimme the food," Nigel growled, grabbing a piece of rabbit leg and chowing it down. “Fantastic, everyone's awake,” Lazarus said while jogging toward the campsite. He had small drops of blood on his chin. "We have to get going now," he said. Miranda clung to the backpack that held the Book of the God’s. She had a dream about losing it.

Node swallowed, "hey... " Suddenly, the two little girls neck elongated revealing their hoods more like the way cobra snakes does with a hiss. It startled only Node as he noticed their appearance only mean they are from the beast kingdom taken, enslaved and brainwashed here in this frightful city. Meanwhile at the bounty collector throne room. While seated he turned his head to the doors behind him, “Is my breakfast not ready yet?! Cook!” he shouted and waited for an answer, no one answered, then he stood up about walking to the door.

Thank you so much for reading "Broken Nightmare"! The second book will be out in about April of 2021 and I can't wait to share it with you. Here is a sneak-peek so you can take a look! Chapter 1 I woke slowly with my head pounding, feeling very disoriented. It was pitch black in my room as I opened my eyes. I reached over to turn my bedroom lamp on, but felt nothing. Where was my lamp? And then it all came back flooding to me. Liam kidnapped. Claire and the pack missing. The imprint.