Marked by Time (The Mark Series Book 1) by Victoria Basnuevo

Author:Victoria Basnuevo
Language: eng
Format: mobi
Tags: paranormal romance
Publisher: Victoria Basnuevo
Published: 2017-04-08T06:00:00+00:00

The entire night, I heard Daris struggling against the restraints. I heard his frustrated screams and the apologies; at least I did until it got too late for even him to stay awake. As for me, I couldn’t close my eyes. When I tried to sleep, I just saw the ground. As I fell, I heard Daris laughing, but it wasn’t the one he used when he was messing with me. This one sounded far more sinister. When I looked up, Daris was standing next to Travis and my father, his eyes black. When I looked down, the ground spun. I always woke up before I hit the ground. I must have had the same dream at least three times before I gave up on sleeping. Luckily for me, the sun was rising anyway.

When I was on my way outside, I caught a glimpse of myself in the mirror. My skin was pale. My cheeks were red. My eyes were bloodshot and accessorized with dark bags. My hair hung lifelessly down my back and my face was marred with tear tracks. Splashing water on my face didn’t help this time, though.

I grabbed a small basket that was by the door and went outside. It was a bit chilly, but not enough to need a jacket. The trees were still where they were yesterday and the plants were once again green, lacking pale flowers or colorful fruit. I moved around the garden, gathering a bit of fruit from each plant, thanking each of them in return. It was when I passed the peach and apple trees, the ones nearest to the strawberry bush, that I noticed nature’s prisoner.

Tree roots had wrapped themselves around him, holding him to the ground in an awkward position, but he was still able to sleep. I envied him.

I didn’t touch him as I collected the food, but I did convince the reluctant plants to release him before I went inside. I had enough food in the basket for a week and that wasn’t including the fruit I had to carry in the fold of my shirt.

I went back into my room and got under the blankets. I pulled a fresh apple from atop the pile and began eating, all the while disappearing into the fantastically written worlds that existed on my e-reader. I must have read at least two books when I heard the back door open.

I got out of bed and ran to my door, clicking the lock into place moments before the soft knocking began. I rested my head against the door and slid down to the carpet. That was where I stayed for most of the day. Even when Daris said he was going to go buy some extra things, I didn’t get up, didn’t speak to him. I just sat there; hugging my knees to my chest and letting the reality of the past few weeks fully settle in, from dealing with my father to a new fear of heights to being more than reluctant to train because of a lack of trust.

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