Novel & Cerita Throttled Lauren Asher Series

She didn't stop until her heels hit a horizontal iron bar that formed the lower guide-rail of the Sixty-First Registry. "Elara...don't...touch...the...line..." a new voice scratched against her eardrum, not from her shoulder, but from the silver wire still embedded in her tongue. It was Thorne. His voice was faint accompanied by the rhythmic thwack-thwack-thwack of a trip-hammer operating through a wet leather seal. He wasn't in the archive; he was far to the west. His voice travelled down the grounding rod of the railway lines to find the copper wire in her throat.

“Those are the best kind. Like, why actually hide when you can pretend to hide?” I nodded. “So they’re arguing, right? And it starts off very small, like one of those ‘you said this, no you said that’ kind of arguments. Just like that.” “Classic.” She bummed, pouting. “But then…” I paused, raising a finger for a dramatic effect. Susan slapped my arm lightly. “Don’t you dare leave me thirsty. Continue!” I laughed, raising my hands in surrender. “Okay, okay. Then Lana just, out of nowhere, goes straight for Victoria’s throat.”

My eyes widened at her statement and we both burst out laughing but I quickly got myself together. “I know you don't feel safe right now so I’ll leave but I’ll be expecting you,” Stephanie said as she took her bag and sashayed out without a second glance. I stared at the card in my hand as I wondered what she was on about. ****** Asher quietly placed a cup of coffee next to me and walked over to the seat. we had been working all day with the architect on the set for the photoshoots, there was something I loved about being drowned in overalls and sawdust and even though Asher had never done something like this before he was eager to try running his fingers through his hair in frustration I co

She awkwardly stopped because Evelyn was indeed giving her the “stare” Liam smirked in the awkward moment as their eyes clocked the moment she realized not to have clapped. A wave of embarrassment flushed through her. Evelyn carried on. “.... This year, I want that doubled!” What? Was she kidding? Jessica wondered what such a huge deposit was needed for. She had mentioned charity but the figures she called were rather ridiculous. “.... The affairs of the Thornes stretch to the needy as well. I think we've done well.” She added and that's when the round of applause came. Jessica felt rather awkward to join in the claps but being directly beside Evelyn meant she had to.

I said, backing away, “and I swear, if either of you follow me, I’ll shift and run so fast that not even your precious blood bonds will track me.” The threat lingered in the air like smoke. I turned. Took one step. And walked, I am not running again damm it all “You proud of yourself?” Arlo muttered at Asher. “Oh, deeply,” Asher said, but something in his voice shifted when he spoke again. “But I’m not letting her leave alone.” Of course not. I felt him at my side, one silent step behind me. My chest ached. My head was pounding. I didn’t want company.

My chest felt heavy, like every heartbeat was dragging me closer to a choice I didn’t want to make. Then Knox stepped forward. “We can’t wait. They’re laughing at us and we won't have that.” His gaze slid to me. “Unless someone here wants to talk peace.” I met his eyes. “I want to think before I bury another brother.” “Thinking doesn’t stop bullets,” he shot back. “You gonna write them a letter, Ash? Ask them nicely not to kill us?” A few brothers snickered, uneasy laughter mixing with anger. Griff slammed his fist down. “Enough! Ash, you in or out?”