Right. You're Kali. Of course you're planning a rescue mission. Stupid self-sacrifice is kind of your thing.
Jennifer Lynn BarnesTag: ya-urban-fantasy young-adult-urban-fantasy
This is why you don't call the police. Or Preternatural Control. No matter what. Ever. If I'd doubted that rule--and I was fairly sure I never had--I certainly never would have again. My skin itched just talking to the authorities....The police department had more than a few open cases with my name on them--figuratively, and I had no desire to make that literal [where they connected me to] the vigilante responsible for dozens of area beastie slayings....
Jennifer Lynn BarnesTag: ya-urban-fantasy young-adult-urban-fantasy
I sunk into velvety nothingness. It caressed my skin, lapped at my temples, the nape of my neck. It circled me like smoke, its touch light, but all consuming. And just as I was about to lose consciousness, I heard the voice. 'Hello, Kali. I'm Zev.
Jennifer Lynn BarnesTag: ya-urban-fantasy young-adult-urban-fantasy
The problem was that there was no treatment. No cure. There was nothing that...any medical professional could do. If I'd been fully human, I would have been a dead girl walking....
Jennifer Lynn BarnesTag: ya-urban-fantasy young-adult-urban-fantasy
I did a quick injury check on my organs and bones. The routine was familiar, one I paced my way through every other morning as I went from dispassionately watching my body heal to wondering if this time, I might have pushed things too far.
Jennifer Lynn BarnesTag: ya-urban-fantasy young-adult-urban-fantasy
So," I said climbing to my feet and changing the subject ASAP, "I had a dream last night someone tried to burn me alive, and I'm not entirely sure it was a dream."
Devon stiffened. Chase's pupils pulsed.
Subject successfully changed.
"Now who's ready to eat?
Show of hands," Devon said, breaking the silence. "Who thinks we're screwed?
Jennifer Lynn BarnesThis however, wasn't an ideal world, and no matter how hard I tried to think of an answer, I had nothing.
Jennifer Lynn BarnesOuch!'' The cry escaped before I could stop it, and on either side of me, Chase and Devon leapt to their feet.
''Problem?'' Ali asked mildly, amusement dancing in the corners of her eyes. Given the whole Casey thing, I didn't think she had to call to be in such a good mood, but what did I know?
''No problem,'' I said darkly, rubbing my shin ''Somebody just accidentally kicked me under the table.'' I narrowed my eyes at lake, and she helped herself to another T-bone And smothered it in stake sauce.
''Wasn’t an accident'' She said cheerfully.
''Lake'' Mitch didn’t say any more than his daughters name and she rolled her eyes.
''It’s not like I shot her''.
Tag: trial-by-fire
Being raised by a psychopath will do that to you.
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