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Darkness Dawns (Immortal Guardians #1) The Mayfair Moon (The Darkwoods Trilogy #1)

We stopped almost immediately, and I saw the gate from the back of the truck. It was giant and metal, at least twenty feet tall, if not more. Brick walls ran along on either side of it, and when Tatum ushered us off the truck, I realized that we had only gone in the first set of doors. An identical gate stood on the other side, still closed.

I sucked in a breath as his head tilted toward my ear, his heady incense and spice aftershave whipping up my nose like a forest fire. It blazed through my lungs and over my tongue, making me inhale and taste him all at once.Tell me, Pimlico, do you like being touched gently or are you used to much rougher handling? His palm splayed over my thigh, gripping hard enough for me to flinch.

Nice Girls Dont Have Fangs (Jane Jameson #1)

Permanent bruises flared. I held my breath, willing pain receptors to quiet and numbness to take over. I’d enlisted that trick multiple times.Mr. Prest was cruel and harsh and dominant. But beneath that darkness, he couldn’t fully erase the strangeness lurking deep inside him. I didn’t know if it was a bad strange or good, but he was different from Master A.Master A flung himself back into the couch, eyeing us with disdain. I don’t know why you’re bothering. She doesn’t talk. Hit her, hurt her, whisper, or woo her—it’s all the fucking same.

A Perfect Blood (The Hollows #10)

Mr. Prest brushed his nose against my earlobe, murmuring so Master A couldn’t hear. You might not use your voice, silent one, but you speak all the same. The tip of his tongue ran over the highly sensitive flesh from my ear to the start of my jaw. Want to know what you’ve told me already? His hand trailed higher up my leg, creeping to the place where I’d been hurt the most.I’d gone my teenage years with an occasional fumble from an eager boy who’d earned my interest to get close enough to touch. And then, I’d entered womanhood with a brutal rape that’d forever tarnished sex. Everything about men and women coupling was sick and filthy and wrong.

No part of me, under any circumstance, wanted to be touched there. Not by Mr. Prest, not by Master A, and certainly not by any of his dastardly friends.

I hated him for taking liberties. I didn’t want my skin to be alive. I didn’t want my senses to be alive.‘What about upstairs?’ asked Moss glancing at the sagging ceiling.

‘No one has been up there yet. The staircase has collapsed and we’re not sure how safe it is until we’ve done a structural check.’‘You don’t want anyone falling through,’ said Peterson.

Moonlight Prince (Vampire Girl #4)

‘Although, there would be a team, ready to photograph their dead bodies…’ said Nils.He moved off toward the kitchen, as Moss muttered, ‘Tumbleweed.’

The kitchen was old and just as filthy and caked in bird droppings as the living room. A low counter ran the length of one wall with its doors missing, exposing empty cupboards, save for a couple of old dusty saucepans and another blackened scorch patch. The matching unit of three cupboards had been attached to the wall above the counter, but fallen off and lay in pieces in the middle of the room. The rawl plugs still hung out of the holes in the wall. The light fitting was gone, just a few wires hung from a hole in the ceiling, and there was an exposed beam crossing the length of the room.‘This could be where Robert Jennings hung himself,’ said Erika.

‘It’s not,’ said Nils. He took them to a tall doorway in one corner of the room, the door lay rotting on the floor in front. A strong lamp had been clipped to the doorframe, illuminating a cramped filthy staircase leading down into darkness. The few stairs they could see were covered in piles of a hard brown substance, and mixed with bird droppings and rubbish.Nils stepped trough and pointed up with a gloved hand. There was a loop of frayed decaying rope attached to a beam at the top of the stairs. A CSI was up on a ladder, gently scraping away at the piece of rope.

‘This could be from a hanging,’ said Nils. ‘We’re checking to see what we can get. If you mind where you walk, keep to the outside of each step,’ said Nils as they followed him through the doorway and down the creaking stairs.The cellar was small and cramped and made Erika feel panicky. The walls were a dark brown and clogged in the corners with cobwebs. It had an uneven earth floor and a low ceiling. From above they heard creaks as Nils’s team moved across the floor. Bright halogen lights had been set up in opposite corners, and two of the CSI’s were on their knees looking intently at where they had dug out some small sections of the soil floor.

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