The Kingdom of Ash E-Book

Alexandria Jones

• Herausgeber: BookRix
• Kategorie: Fantasy und Science-Fiction
• Sprache: Englisch

Veröffentlichungsjahr: 2020

Beschreibung

I don’t want her to go, but I know it is the right thing to do.

Her words echoed in my mind." I love you" she whispered and I knew that it was true.

I press a kiss against her lips hoping to God that she will come back to me,

I want to tell her, but I can’t bring myself to do so.

I take a deep breath in and out, she has to know the truth.

Morgan I say my heart was now racing.

She looks up at me her eyes still pleading with me, I feel something for you I was now looking at the green grass I have known since I first saw you in the woods……

Leseprobe

Alexandria Jones

The Kingdom of Ash

Fantasy

This book is dedicated to my family, and to everyone who loves a good book. BookRix GmbH & Co. KG81371 Munich

book one

My blood seemed to rush out of me, staining the floor a deep shade of red.

I had prayed, and I had thought that I was never going to see this place again.

Many deaths have occurred here in the past, and I knew deep down that I was going to die here as well. I made a promise to Morgan that I was going to return, but we both knew that was it was only a lie.

I had told so many lies, I thought to myself. If I do survive this, then I would tell her no more lies and most of all no more secrets. My blood continues to pour onto the white marble floor; my own blood which is hot against my cold skin.

 I was slowly healing, and I bit out a curse at the deep cut along my side. It took everything in me not to scream as I pushed myself back onto my feet; now I only stood inches away from the darkness; now facing it.The darkness is a creature who seems to only want death. 

In fact, the creature is death it shows it in its crimson eyes and the look it gives even now is the look of pure hunger and it even seems to linger in those eyes it is filled with nothing but rage. The creature is nothing, but a mask of darkness; I held on to my sward the cold metal biting into my hand.I heard nothing, but the sound of my booming heart which was still beating inside of my chest.

I let out a low growl; my wings were sore, and covered in dried blood, in fact, every inch of me was covered in dried blood. I could practically taste the fear that seems to move through me, and I know that the darkness could taste my fear as well, and it seemed to please it, and it made my blood run cold. The only thing that was left for me to do was to give up, my body screamed for me to stop fighting it, so the only thing that I can do is to wait for death to claim me. I woke up; My body was dripping with sweat, and I struggled to fight the fear that seems to course through me.My breath was uneven but I soon steadied it counting each breath that I took.