Ashes & Dust (Bloodlust Book 1) by J.M. Adele

Ashes & Dust (Bloodlust Book 1) by J.M. Adele

Author:J.M. Adele [Adele, J.M.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Book Flare Publishers
Published: 2018-10-19T04:00:00+00:00


Bland

“Come on, Lanie, wake up.” She patted her sister on the cheek for the millionth time, knowing that she was the last person Lanie wanted to see right now.

Person? More like creature from some bad horror movie. She should just disappear again. But this time it would be permanent. Glancing over at Seth as he slept on the bed, she remembered the membrane forcefully dragging her back to his side and knew it would be impossible to leave. Maybe there was a cure? Maybe it was reversible? How long would it take to find a way to stop this? How many lives would she endanger? The only way she could make sure her family were safe was if she ended her own life. But there was also the possibility that she’d just turned Seth into a bloodsucker. If he was a danger to her family . . . She shrank away not wanting to think about it.

Crouching in the corner, she hugged her knees, waiting for one of them to open their eyes. Neither of them moved an inch, apart from the subtle rise and fall of their chests. It was the change in Lanie’s pattern—a pause before her chest moved faster—that alerted Shiloh to her sister’s return to consciousness. Still, she didn’t make a move.

“I know you’re awake.’

Lanie’s hand twitched, probably searching for the knife she’d been holding.

“I put the knife away. You won’t be needing that. I’m not going to hurt you. I’m not . . . thirsty . . . anymore.” Unfolding her arms, Shiloh pushed to stand.

Lanie rolled away and squashed her back to the door, ready to run.

“Wait. Listen!” Shiloh should’ve let her run, but if she did it would confirm the worst—that Shiloh had lost everyone and everything she cared about, and she desperately wanted to cling to the speck of hope she had flickering inside.

Her sister flicked a glance at the bed. “Is he dead?”

Shiloh shook her head. “No. He’s just sleeping.” Or unconscious.

“Are you sure about that?”

Crossing my fingers over here. “Yes, Lanie.”

Reaching behind, her sister twisted the door handle. “Is he like you now?”

“I don’t know.”

Lanie curled her shoulders forward, pushing her spine farther into the barrier behind her like she wanted to ghost through it. “I’m sure you’ll understand if I don’t stick around to find out.”

Please don’t leave me. “Wait, Lanie. I know you’re right to want to run. I don’t know if I can trust myself with others, but I do know you’re safe with me.” She winged it, dragging out the logic as she spoke, hoping it made some sort of sense. “Think about it. If this happened to me when I was abducted, then I’ve been a m—onster . . .” She hated that word. “. . . this whole time. I haven’t attacked anyone until now. I never craved anyone’s blood until I smelled Seth’s. Something about him pulls at me, and I can’t escape it. I felt it before, but it’s been worse since my return.



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