The Last Breath - Lady Myastry (romance book recommendations .TXT) 📗

I feel him laugh with his lips against mine. He grabs my hand and leads me down the hallway, where something that would shatter my world was waiting behind a slate gray door that looked about as menacing as a kitten. Chapter 7-The Explanation From School

We walk down the halway to a slate grey door. David stops there and digs around in his pocket looking for a key. "I normally don't go in there, so you'll have to talk to Tyler yourself." I stare at him blankly. He slaps his forehead. "Okay, so Tyler is the leader of this, erhm, establishment." I nod, pretending I know what's he's talking about. "Got it." He pulls out a little silver key and sticks it in the lock. The door swings open revealing nothing but dark. "It's rather....dark." David says, "Uh, yeah. He prefers dark to light." That's awesome. "I'm a day person." David gives me a shove. "Go get 'em tiger!" And the door slams shut. "Hello?" I walk forward a few steps. "Um, Tyler?" I keep walking forward until my shin gets shattered. "Fuck!" I clamp my hands over my mouth. "I didn't mean to hit you. Sorry." "Who is it?" "Oh, it's me. Phillepe." "Oh thank Jesus." I hold my hands over my heart. "I didn't mean to curse, but what did you ram into my shin?" "oh, it's nothing." Judging by the sound it makes when it hits the ground, it was far from nothing. "Here." I hear two claps and the lights come on. I immediately look around for what hurt my shin. My eyes land on something metal. Oh great. He hit me with a crowbar. "What the f--fudgeknockers, Phillepe?" He smiles at me sheepishly. He offers me a hand. "How hard did you hit me?" "Not very hard. I don't think I broke anything, at least." I grab his hand and try to put weight on my leg. I wince, but it'll do. "Where's Tyler?" Phillepe rubs his neck. "He's over here." He leads me down a to another grey door. "Uhm, try to be gentle when talking." That's all Phillepe says before he disappears somewhere. Probably to hit someone else with a crowbar. I shake my head and take a deep breath. "Hello?", I call out while simultaneously opening the door. "Oh! Oh! Wh-who's there?", a male voice with a bit of British accent calls back. "Um...It's me, Kyla!" "Kyla....I don't know any Kylas...." "Um, DAvid sent me here." A pause. "Hmmm. I don't know any Davids either." 

NOT AN UPDATE

 So it's been a long ass while. Lemme tell you, a LONG ass while. So I was rereading this book, as I was with most of my books and I gotta say, I hate it. Not 100%. I'm just gonna rewrite it. So be on the lookout for that. Peace out, I love ya'll.

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Publication Date: 12-11-2013

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