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Blood and Luna

Chapter 2 Cliff edge

Word Count: 1090    |    Released on: 20/11/2024

her voice trembling. Her breaths came quick an

ps, soaking her to the bone and making it harder to keep her footing. But stopping wasn'

she murmured to herself,

ree, maybe four men-gaining on her. Their steps were deep and lo

ated the words like a mantra, her legs

o cover. The howling wind masked the sound of the hunte

om us, demon? A deep voice c

ched at the

the sound went to a stop.

f malice, chimed in. "Stop wastin

mping against her ribs. She disliked being so p

an arrow slicing throug

rd in the mud as the arrow lodged itself

down! one of the men shouted

r a second the whole world tipped over, but she for

ouder and closer. Another arrow flew past her, grazi

g! She can't

he rain and fatigue. Her mind raced. I need t

ape presen

pered, her voice b

minated the sky and showed what

ge of the cliff, and her boots propelled a loose tor

ssive, the bottom swallowed by shadows. She couldn't see a

and she turned to

ered, her voice tremblin

now more defined. They were five armed with bows and a

honey," he murmured with sa

n back to the men. Her breath hitched. "Stay back

t towards her heart. "Oh, I'll stay

ghed, their bows

er her shoulder at the pit, and her gut sunk

ou vampires? You're all the same. You think you're invincible. How

drea snapped, though her t

e nodded to one of

eyes wide

d, backing away over the edge of the cliff. Pain flared through her body,

whispered, her

inned. "Goodn

gressed through her circulation. She bent over to regain her ba

lawing at the groun

ringing in her ears. "You've got

luctantly stood. Her legs shook, the field of vi

e said, her voice hoarse but de

led. "Oh, don't

her heel falling off the cliff edge. Sh

to herself, her heart

couldn

ws again, and Andrea kn

reamed, the pain unbearable. The poison spread fas

fell backward, the wor

of darkness was the ringleader's triumpha

ve w

it, stiff, and the win

ght, her vision fadi

-

in sweat. Her hand flew to her shoulder,

mured, her pulse still t

nawing at her like a sha

ring out her window at the

Andrea felt chills all over their body. Th

get over the conviction that it wa

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