every last breath by jennifer l armentrout

Only recently had I learned exactly how I’d come to be part demon and part Warden. Whatever the thing was standing in front of us, we did share the same flesh and blood. I turned my attention back to the evil masquerading as Sam. Or what was left of Zayne’s soul, considering I’d accidentally taken a nice little bite out of it not long ago. Your soul,” I reminded him as my heart raced. Zayne halted, his head swinging sharply toward me. He stepped toward Sam, his massive hands curling into fists. When he parted his lips to let out a low growl of warning, fangs appeared. Two horns sprouted, parting his wavy blond hair as they curled back, and his nostrils flattened. His shirt ripped up the back as his wings unfurled and his skin deepened to the dark granite of the Wardens. Before I could dwell on the ick factor of being related to the creature that had killed my friend and inflicted so much carnage, Zayne shifted into his true form, distracting me. “Actually, I wasn’t going to say that to you. “Or die? That’s not incredibly cliché or anything.” “Or what?” My heart pounded like a jackhammer in my chest. “You cannot defeat me,” the Lilin said, his voice identical to Sam’s. None of us had been able to, and now his soul.his soul had to be down below, where all souls that were taken by a Lilin would go. The pain of knowing that my friend was dead, had been dead for a while without any of us knowing, cut deep into me, making misery of my bone and tissue. Instead of stripping souls with a single touch, as I’d known a Lilin could do, he’d taken his time, taking a little here and there, playing with his victims and playing with us.Įxcept what was standing in Stacey’s house was-was basically wearing Sam’s skin, a perfectly crafted costume, because the real Sam. None of us had, but it was Sam-he’d been the one to cause the mayhem at school and all the recent deaths. Because of the demonic familiar, Bambi, and being unable to see souls while she’d bonded to me, I’d never seen what had been right in front of my face this entire time.

I STOOD IN Stacey’s living room as my entire world crashed around me once more.Īcute horror held me immobile, seizing the air in my lungs as I stared at what used to be one of my closest friends in the whole world.

Every last breath by jennifer l armentrout