Dragon Slayers by Kristin D. Van Risseghem

Author:Kristin D. Van Risseghem [Risseghem, Kristin D. Van]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Fairies novels, Demon paranormals, teen books for girls romance, Nephilim series, Armageddon averted, Angel books trilogy, christian urban fantasy series
Publisher: Kasian Publishing LLC
Published: 2018-03-27T16:00:00+00:00

After I take a shower, clean up, and dress in comfy clothes—yoga pants and a T-shirt, I wander aimlessly around campus. Pulling out my cell phone, I text Manny.

Me: Are you OK? Where are you?

Manny is nowhere to be found. He never responds to my text, and I can’t GPS him. He must have his phone turned off. An hour later, my feet unconsciously carry me to Bronx’s dorm door. Since I have his phone number programed into my phone, I GPS his location. When I entered the med-bay, the nurse told me Bronx checked himself out. Men. After we returned to the school, Bronx was carried to the medical wing.

Raising my hand, I knock. Footsteps sound. Boroughs, he shouldn’t be up walking around. The door opens, and Staten fills the space. “Where have you—” He stops talking. Being the tallest brother, my head tilts back to take in his long form. “I thought you were Manny. He’s supposed to be ... never mind.”

“Who is it?” Bronx asks.

“Who do you think?” Staten raises his arm and blocks my entry.

“Well, don’t stand there being an idiot. I know you can’t help being a dick, but let her in.”

I duck under his large arm and ignore his glaring eyes. Bronx is lying on his bed. He takes up most of it and makes the full bed look tiny. He’s shirtless and his midsection is wrapped with white bandages, along with his arm.

He attempts to rise, and I rush to him, forcing him back down. “If you want me on my back, you don’t have to ask me twice.”

“Bronx.” Then I hear the door click shut, Staten leaving me alone with him.

“I wanted to check on you.” I wring my hands. “Med said you refused to stay. Why?”

“I’m fine, Brooklyn.” He winces. I know he’s lying. “You can be my nurse now, though, if you want.”

I shake my head. Even now, he’s still flirty. Some things never change. His room is much smaller than mine. It’s neat but has a lot of stuff scattered everywhere. Sports posters of football (Giants), the American kind, hockey (Rangers), and baseball (Mets) plaster the walls. A football lays on his desk, while a bat leans against his closet. A stray shirt peaks out from a drawer left slightly ajar.

When I look back at Bronx, his eyes are closed. I should let him rest. I only wanted to make sure he was all right. Since Staten was here, he was being attended to.

I turn to leave and let him sleep, but his hand seizes mine. “Don’t go.”

“You need to rest and recover.”

“I can do that with you here, too.” He pats the bed. “Come, sit next to me.” I gulp. After all the crude remarks, I think I’m exactly where he’s always wants me to be. Next to him in bed. “How are you doing?” he asks.

“I’m not the one laying in bed being nursed back to health.”

“So, you are going to nurse me? You know,” he lifts his finger and points to his lips, “these are a bit sore.

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