Queen Of The Night (The Revanche Cycle Book 4) - Plot & Excerpts
A porcelain doll with her hands in her lap. She sat just the way they’d placed her and saw no reason to move.“Mari,” whispered a voice. Her drugged mind, moving at the speed of dripping molasses, struggled to place it. A girl. She’d known a girl once. What was her name? Hedy. No, that wasn’t Hedy.It came again, hovering in the stillness.“Mari. Wake up.”Mari’s gaze slowly turned to the far corner of her cell. To a patch of shadow, thicker than the rest. A puddle of oil smeared upon the wall, glistening in the torchlight like a cockroach’s shell. Something about the shadow called to her. She crept forward on her hands and knees, inching across the icy stone, her thoughts struggling to keep up with her body.“Hello?” she whispered.“Mari…”Flame-seared hands, twisted into claws, shot out from the darkness. Mari fell over, thumping onto her back, as the corpse of the burned girl leaped upon her. She straddled Mari’s chest, her weight squeezing the breath from her lungs, and leaned in close as her hands clamped like a steel vise against the sides of Mari’s head.“Wake!
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