Excerpt:
What
am I going to do? She wanted to scream and rage against her presupposed
fate. The savage Cros were animals, brutal and sadistic even amongst themselves
and outsiders were little more than fodder for the beasts.
She whimpered. She had only herself
to blame. She’d been warned about venturing from the compound alone and now she
was paying the price for her carelessness. She could only guess what might have
happened to Geena—or to any of them for
that matter. For all she knew, they all could be dead or captives like her.
The babies… She couldn’t bear thinking about what would happen to the little
ones.
She felt
herself sliding from the bony shoulder of the savage. He dropped her without
regard to the jagged rocks or sharp sticks poking from the ground. She landed
with a hard thump, shards of pain radiating through her body. Braying with
laughter, he meted out several nasty kicks to her backside then spit a yellow
glob of phlegm. She curled up, sobbing and praying for a quick death. Don’t let them eat me!
A few moments
later, he grabbed a fistful of hair and yanked, forcing her head back. Rotting
green teeth were bared in a sinister grin while his venomous black eyes raked
her body. A rough hand fondled her right breast and then squeezed so cruelly,
she yelped around the gag. He yanked her hair again, spewing spit as he
cackled. Moisture washed her eyes and trickled down her cheeks. The bastard
enjoyed inflicting pain.
Terror eased, giving way to fury.
She dropped her glance, fearful he would see. I hope you die! Badly!
2 comments:
I love this series! I cannot wait to get it on my nook. I think you are a wonderful writer.
Thank you Martha - sorry it took so long to respond.
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