Books 1–4 by Nancy A. Collins

Author:Nancy A. Collins [Collins Nancy A.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9781504049603
Publisher: Open Road Media Sci-Fi & Fantasy
Published: 2017-10-07T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter Twenty-One

Sonja followed the trail of blood down the hallway, to where she knew Morgan was patiently awaiting her arrival. Although she could not see or hear him, she could feel him the same way a conjoined twin senses its sibling’s moods and health. It was a dreadful, unwanted intimacy, and it made her want to retch.

As she approached the library, the door swung open of its own volition, and a strange, flickering light the color of a ripe bruise spilled out into the corridor.

“Welcome, my child.” The voice was familiar, although it lacked the upper-class British accent it had possessed when she’d first heard it, decades ago. She took a hesitant step into the purple-black light, shielding herself as best as she could from the siren song of his personality

Morgan stood in front of a mammoth fireplace, dressed in bespoke evening wear. dinner jacket and matching pants and immaculately groomed. He flashed her a welcoming smile, as if he was genuinely glad to see her.

“Come forward, child, so I may look at you,” he said, studying her over the top of his tinted aviator glasses.

Don’t be fooled by what you see of him on the surface, the Other hissed from its place coiled within her. Look beyond the illusion. See him for what he truly is!

Sonja’s vision flickered as she shifted into the Pretender spectrum. The Morgan standing before her warped and twisted like a piece of cellophane held too close to a light bulb, his flesh losing its sun worshipper’s glow until it resembled tallow. His fingernails grew long and curled, like those of an ancient Mandarin, while cellular decay bloated his features. The smell that radiated from him reminded her of the dead mouse she’d once found lodged in an old sofa bed. The very thought of this putrescent monstrosity thrusting his rancid member into her was enough to make her gorge rise.

As much as she longed to gouge out Morgan’s eyes and use his head as a bowling ball, she had to control the rage boiling inside her. Although she had made her hate for the monster that raped and tortured her all those years ago a part of her day-to-day existence, this was not the time to indulge her loathing. She knew all too well the immensity of her rage, as well as what it could do once unleashed. She swore she would never allow herself to lose control again, like she did when she confronted Catherine Wheele; the lives she’d destroyed and the souls she’d shattered that night would haunt her to the grave and beyond.

“Should I say ‘so, we meet at last,’ and get the clichés out of the way?” Morgan suggested his handsome, debonair visage once more securely in place.

“Do you recognize me” She had to fight to keep the tremor from her voice as she asked the question.

Morgan’s lips curled into a cruel smile. “Do you have any idea how many hapless, silly girls I have seduced over the last six

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