Horrorscape by Campbell Nenia

Horrorscape by Campbell Nenia

Author:Campbell, Nenia [Campbell, Nenia]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Published: 2013-03-14T00:00:00+00:00


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Charlie gripped the black knight until its base formed a reddish imprint in the palm of her hand and her fingers began to ache in dull protest. She paid them no mind. The ache inside was far worse, more bitter than sweet, and tinged with anger as she watched the two fumble on the bed.

Val had said herself that she wasn't interested in GM, that she already had a boyfriend, so just what the hell did she call this? Hypocritical little slut. She obviously just wanted him for herself.

Not that Charlie could really blame her. Well, yes, she could—and did—but she understood the rationale behind it. Because he truly was something else. She stared at him unabashedly, at his half-buttoned shirt, at the tangled dark hair on his chest. Was he that hairy all over his body? He growled softly at Val, tightening his grip on her throat as he bit her lip.

She could have stormed in, made a big scene, and humiliated Val to boot. That alone might have been worth it, seeing the expression on the bitch's face. She could have, but she didn't. It simply wasn't her style.

Her parents were notoriously absentee during her childhood, so she spent the vast majority of it under the care of her grandfather—an avid sportsman whose one goal in life, it seemed, was to shoot an animal on every continent. Sometimes he would take her and her twin brother with him. Charlie had enjoyed these outings, though she had been loathe to go into her grandfather's study where he kept his trophies for fear that the animals would suddenly come to life, glass eyes sparkling with a terrible vengeance, and consume her whole.

But if her grandfather had taught her one thing, it was that the most difficult things to achieve were often the most worthwhile. The fact that he had illustrated this lesson with a lecture about a particularly ferocious Siberian tiger he'd killed in the taiga made it no less pertinent a life lesson.

In fact, if anything, it might make it even more relevant.

A wan smile crossed her face as she pictured their host dropped into a cat-like crouch, crawling, on his knees. For her. The image was surprisingly easy to conjure up, and rather striking. With his dark, Roman looks and lean, muscular build, he resembled a jaguar. He was nice and tall, but didn't carry himself with the awkward slouch most boys of his sheer height adopted. Sure, he could pretend to be polite and gracious all he wanted, but nothing about him—not even his walk—denoted subservience.

So why Val? Maybe this innocent act was just that—an act. Maybe he liked the idea of a reluctant schoolgirl. Charlie honestly couldn't see the attraction there, unless GM got off on intimidation—which, if the charming scene before her was any indication of his sexual proclivities, seemed to be the case. Really, GM? How predictable.

GM glanced up at the door—she'd left it open—and their eyes met. She felt a thrill go through her at the sheer intensity of his expression.



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