The Elementalist by Melissa J. Cunningham

Author:Melissa J. Cunningham
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Tags: Romance, Fantasy, Young Adult, Paranormal, Fiction
ISBN: 9781634220590
Publisher: Clean Teen Publishing
Published: 2015-03-02T16:00:00+00:00

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It happened quickly.

Before I could even argue, we disappeared from Raphael’s office and reappeared at the gates of Soul Prison. The wailing, though distant, slithered toward me, coiling around my legs and torso, the piercing cries of the damned welcoming me.

“No,” I groaned, my strength slipping away, my knees buckling. I had a basic idea what was in store for me. “Please.”

The demons stepped through the black gates without hesitation or fear, as though the stickiness and the heat were a familiar comfort. They dragged me between them, because by this time, I was a blubbering idiot and couldn’t even stand.

There was only one thought in my mind, and that was that I could not come back here, let alone stay as a prisoner. My darkest fears bubbled to the surface—memories of Mr. Roland, and my old roommate, Deedree, who resided here somewhere—struck terror to my center.

I realized Andras and Lamia were almost certainly waiting for me too, set free as ruling demons. They had to be aware of what was happening and had probably taken command of the hordes that guarded Soul Prison.

The ache of tears pressed against my eyes, a crippling throb inside my head. This couldn’t be happening. It wasn’t real… but it was. The strange grass that existed here stabbed at my bare feet as the demon-soldiers pulled me deeper into the bowels of hell. The pain was real. The sorrow here was real. The wailing dead were real. This was happening. I was a prisoner… in Soul Prison.

All along the path, arms writhed, reaching for us, pleading for release. A release that would never come. The air coated my tongue, my mouth, my throat—the acrid taste of the underworld sapping all hope from my heart, and the tar, ever more glutinous.

“Please,” I begged again. “I can’t stay here. You don’t understand.”

“Oh, we understand all right,” the demon on my right answered. “We know exactly what this place will do to you.” He smiled as though the thought brought him unimaginable pleasure. “You know, I once served under Bretariel,” he said.

His words barely penetrated my mind, but then the connection clicked. Brecken’s old name. Bretariel. I realized that maybe, just maybe, Brecken could help me even though he didn’t realize what was happening.

“Then I suggest you let me go,” I said, full of false bravado. “He knows I’m here, and he’ll come looking for me!” It wasn’t true, but these idiots didn’t know that. Nor did they know that Brecken had broken up with me and had no interest in what happened to me now. I could hardly believe it myself.

“That is exactly what we want,” he said, squeezing my arm even tighter.

“What?” My thoughts were getting foggy, drifting, and I struggled to focus as we wandered deeper into Soul Prison. Everything the demons said slipped from my mind after I heard it, and the dread inside me grew. I was lost. We’d left the tar fields of wailing spirits and entered a building constructed of dark rock.

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