Bond by BE Brouillard EPUB & PDF – eBook Details Online
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- Author: BE Brouillard
- Language: English
- Genre:Paranormal Ghost Romance
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Bartholomew
Blood.
It’s everywhere. My hands are slick with it; the front of my shirt is
splattered. A sticky sensation on my face has me wiping it with the back of
my wrist. I look down to see my red-tinted hands and shirt, my sleeves and
cuffs smeared with streaks and patches. The once-white fabric is now
speckled with crimson. The same crimson fluid coats my chin and drips
onto my shirtfront, saturating it with its wetness.
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My mind is a fog, and I can’t remember how I got here. There was
havoc in my head – I know only that much. Chaos. An overwhelming need
for…something. And then… I remember nothing more.
All I know is that I’m standing in a clearing surrounded by trees.
There are no birds chirping, no sounds of rustling leaves or scampering
animals. Not that I’m aware of, at any rate. The only sound I can hear is the
pounding in my head as my heart thunders in confusion.
Beneath my feet, the grass has been trampled and spattered with red.
The smell of iron is thick in the air. I try to recall what happened, but it all
blurs together like a dream that fades away upon awakening. All I know is
that I have no idea where I am, and there’s blood everywhere.
What did you do, Bartholomew?
Suddenly, fragmented memories start to come back to me like
flashes of lightning. Aurora – her beautiful face. Soft lips against mine,
warmth radiating through me as we stood pressed together. But something
was wrong; there was something else mixed into that kiss: a taste of copper
that sent shivers down my spine and made me feel strange, an unfamiliar
stirring deep inside me. Dark and sinister, the hint of her blood on my lips.
It had been sweet, almost intoxicating – but it had done something to me.
What the fuck did you do?!
A branch cracks behind me, and I spin to face the sound. A stag
steps into the clearing and freezes, eyes wide with alarm as it takes me in. I
stare back. The beast is magnificent. Its antlers span twice the length of my
arms, majestic and curving gracefully. Its coat is deep and glossy, gleaming
in the light as if polished to perfection. Its eyes are intelligent yet wild…
growing wilder as it looks at me. Gathering powerful muscles, it prepares
for flight, its movements lithe and graceful, almost hypnotic in their
fluidity.
My nostrils flare. The air carries the scent of wildness, of the
untamed forest and wet earth.
And blood.
Warm. Pulsating through living veins. My mouth waters. More
memories are flooding, but I can’t pin them down before the creature
bounds to the side and bolts back into the thicket. Its hooves strike the soft
earth, making a sound like rolling thunder as it crashes through the
undergrowth.
Thirsty!
I’m so fucking thirsty.
My fangs extend, my nails sharpen, and my hands curl into fists. I
feel everything within me coil and grow taut.
And then there’s fog. More of it.
When it clears, I’m on the edge of the tree line.
How the fuck did I get here?
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