Beasty (A Royal's Tale Book 2) by Jennise K

Author:Jennise K [K, Jennise]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Typewriter Pub
Published: 2019-03-25T18:30:00+00:00

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From: Prue

I shook my head as I chuckled to myself, thanking the stars that I still had these people around me. A lot had been stolen from my life. But I was still thankful for everyone who were here, who got to stay.

To: Prue

To: Beasty

Turning on my tummy, I let out a content sigh and sunk my face into the soapy smell of the fluffy pillow, my eyes automatically closing as the tiredness swept over me.

There was another ping from my phone, and I reached out for it. I patted my hand over the bed until it touched my phone, and I lifted my head up to check what the notification was about.

“Mmhmm.” I put my phone back and closed my eyes, snuggling into the bed. The low lights of the large room gave me enough darkness to just lay there and doze off.

When coherent words turned into watercolour waves, when the dull light dimmed to pitch-black—I didn’t know—but soon Somnus found me, and I slowly surrendered into his arms, a temporary keep until my Beast came and took me.

The beginning stirrings of consciousness had a strange tingling sense to me. I tossed to my other side and flinched as the tingling increased—slowly and steadily until I began feeling it for what it was.

Heat.

Everything was hot.

Groaning against the uneasiness, my hand found my neck, and I noticed I was sweating. Immediately, my eyes snapped open.

My heart sunk in my chest.

Fire.

Everywhere.

The whole room was on fire!

Oh my God, oh my God, oh my God!

Large orange flames crackled as it continued to eat away everything—dancing around the room like the devil, engulfing the curtains, the bed posts—while I sat frozen on the bed.

In my panic, I began to hyperventilate. My head turned from left to right as I tried to think of how to get out. At least one way to get out of this fiery chamber.

Phone! Phone!

Looking frantically at my bed’s side for my phone, I froze when I saw a worn, black, leather book sitting on the bed while the rest of my stuff were nowhere to be found.

I grasped the book and gasped when I read the name carved on the cover.

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