And remember your promise,” said Sam, wagging a finger at him. “Don’t follow us.” The man glared at him but kept silent....
“What?” asked Sam, slightly confused by his good humour.
“I can’t believe you said that.”
“What?”
“You wouldn’t like me when I’m angry. Do you think you’re the hulk or something?” He laughed again. Sam found himself smiling although he was just telling the man the truth. He wouldn’t like him when he was angry. No-one did.

Phillip W. Simpson

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You don’t ask for much, do you? It may look like we’ve got a whole lot of supplies here, but I’ve got five hungry boys to feed, plus I give whatever I can to Adam and the Black Ridge lot. You need to give me a real good reason, otherwise the answer is going to be no.”

Sam took a deep breath. “I’m going to kill the Antichrist.”

Big Tom sat completely still for a moment. Then he smiled. “Yep. That’ll do it.

Phillip W. Simpson

Mots clés chapter-8 killing-the-anti-christ



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He’d tried to tell Aimi to do something once, and that hadn’t gone well at all. One thing he did know: when a woman got an idea into her head, there was no changing it.

Phillip W. Simpson

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Juliette Ferrars." A voice detonates my name. There's a heavy boot pressed on my back and I can't lift my head to distingush who's speaking to me.
"Weston, dim the lights and release her. I want to see her face." The command is cool and strong like steel, dangerously calm, effortlessly powerful.
The brightness is reduced to a level I'm able to tolerate. The imprint of a boot is carved into my back but no longer settled on my skin. I lift my head and look up.

I'm immediately struck by his youth. He can't be much older than me. It's obvious he's in charge of something, though I have no idea what. His skin is flawless, unblemished, his jawline sharp and strong. His eyes are the palest shade of emerald I've ever seen.

He's beautiful.

His crooked smile is calculated evil.

Tahereh Mafi

Mots clés chapter-8 p-49-warner-juliette



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