Author: | Yolanda Olson |
Genre: | Contemporary Romance |
File Name: | carrion-by-yolanda-olson.epub |
Original Title: | Carrion: A Malediction Conclusion |
Creator: | Yolanda Olson |
Language: | en |
Identifier: | MOBI-ASIN:B083R9K66Q |
Date: | 1584288000 |
File Size: | 167886.848 |
The Magistra
Gizzy’s my name.
Hard G, no matter what Mr. Meyer says.
I had no plans on ever getting involved with him, but one day while sitting in the wrath and ruin left behind by Priestess Beatrix, I decided that he should lend us a helping hand.
I didn’t count on him bringing a friend along and I can see that the boy needs help.
He needs someone to intercede on his behalf—to save him from the devil incarnate, and that’s just what I intend to do.
After all, the only way to wound a monster is to steal what’s closest to his heart.
Whether he wants to admit it or not.
The Bastard
It seems that I’ll never get away from this emo goth cult.
Apparently this little girl wants me to help them rebuild their house of worship—like I care or something.
But as I’ve said before, curiosity has always been a sin of mine, and I decided to bring Ichabod along since he practically begged me once I let him read the letter.
This G girl is starting to test my patience, though.
The longer I listen to her babble about how it’s my duty to help her, the more I feel like playing some tunes and tearing her apart.
Patience is a virtue and all that, right?
What I’m trying to say is that I know where the bones are buried and the new girl thinks she has a one up on me.
Little does she know, I’ve got a trick left up my sleeve and when the moment is right, I’m going to play my hand.
The Unloved
I don’t know which way is up anymore.
I didn’t think we’d ever be going back to Bea’s old church since the last we knew, she burned it to the ground then disappeared.
I miss her.
Even though she fed me to the wolf and told me she didn’t love me anymore, I can’t help but wonder where she went.
Curiosity is Lakyn’s sin, mine is wanting to belong to someone.
It’s why I won’t leave him; I feel like maybe one day he’ll come around and see me as something more than just a body to be used and abused.
He left me, though, just like Beatrix.
Gizzy’s made me an offer I can’t refuse and if I can’t beat the Devil, then I may as well join him.