Winterborne Home for Vengeance and Valor by Ally Carter

Winterborne Home for Vengeance and Valor by Ally Carter

Author:Ally Carter
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: HMH Books


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Well, probably—technically—falling wasn’t the right word.

It was more like sliding.

If you were on the World’s Worst jungle gym.

April’s butt was on the ground, and her legs were out in front of her. Her hands tried to stop her descent, but the more April clawed and kicked at the steep, rocky soil, the more noise she made, and the more noise she made, the more the men’s shouts turned from “What was that?” to “Who’s out there?”

When April finally crashed down on the rocky shoreline, her butt hurt and her hands burned, but April didn’t dare make a whimper. She clung to the shadows and tried to stay still. She could hear the inky black water lapping up around a boat that was parked at the dock. She could see the silhouettes of the men who stood staring into the darkness, frozen in the act of carrying big wooden crates from the boat and down the dock and up the twisting stairs toward the house.

She didn’t know who they were. She didn’t know what they were doing. But something made her grateful that the moon had gone behind a cloud. They hadn’t seen her. If she was quiet—if she was careful—she could slink away, down the shore and back to her hot shower and soft bed.

She didn’t know who those men were or why Ms. Nelson was there or what Gabriel planned to do with April’s key, but none of it mattered right then, so she turned and started to run, but unfortunately for April, she ran right into a very hard, very broad, very smelly chest.

“Well, what do we have here?”

Strong hands gripped her arms, but this time they didn’t belong to Gabriel Winterborne.

“Hey, boys,” the man yelled, “we’ve got us a stowaway.”

Which didn’t make any sense because April wasn’t on the boat. But he pushed her toward the dock, and April stumbled, falling hard. Her hand hit the water, and it was so cold. It was so dark. And April wanted to run, but when she looked back, she saw the gun.

“Move,” the man told her.

“Gladly,” a voice said.

And then something fell from the sky.

Except not something, April realized. Someone.

It all happened so fast. One moment, April was standing there terrified. The next, she was standing there mesmerized as Gabriel dropped onto the big man with the gun.

He turned to her and shouted, “Run,” as another man rushed toward him. “Now!” he yelled as he dodged and kicked, swerved and stabbed.

Yes. Stabbed!

Faint traces of moonlight flickered off of two shiny blades—a longer sword in his left hand and a shorter blade in his right. He used them both like they weren’t just weapons, they were second limbs. Limbs that were sharp and strong and deadly.

One by one, the men fell or stumbled or ran back to the boat. He was too fast—too fluid. It was all too crazy. They were so confused and it was so dark and soon he was the only one left standing. He looked around, checking to see that the men on the ground were going to stay down.



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