Lynsay Sands - Argeneau 18 - Immortal Ever After.pdf

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Contents
One
Two
Three
Four
Five
Six
Seven
Eight
Nine
Ten
Eleven
Twelve
Thirteen
Fourteen
Fifteen
Sixteen
Seventeen
Eighteen
Nineteen
A Peek into the Argeneau World
About the Author
By Lynsay Sands
Copyright
About the Publisher
One
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alerie’s eyes blinked open to darkness. For a moment she was disoriented and
wondered what had woken her, but then she became aware of footsteps overhead.
She lay still and listened as someone puttered in the kitchen at the top of the stairs,
but tensed when the footsteps paused and she heard the slide and click of first one,
then another, and finally a third bolt being slid open.
A moment of silence passed before the door swung open. Light immediately raced
down the steps and across the basement’s concrete floor. By the time it reached her
cage, it was weak and dull, but even that bit of light made her blink after the pitch
black they were left in most of the day.
She could hear the other women stirring and feel the tension building behind her.
Fear was suddenly a living, breathing thing in that dark, dank room. Valerie tried
not to let it claim her as well and began counting backward from one hundred to
distract herself. A clear head was necessary if she wanted to escape. Fear led to pan-
icky actions and reactions. It led to mistakes, and there was no room for mistakes if
she wanted to get herself and the others out of this house of horrors.
Her attention was claimed when the bit of light from above was suddenly blocked
by a large figure filling the doorway. It was Igor with a tray in hand, she saw as
the light framed his silhouette. That light danced around his body and shifted on the
floor as he started down. The heavy thud of his boots on the wooden stairs was loud
in the sudden hush. The women were now as still as deer caught in headlights.
Valerie held her breath and waited as Igor reached the bottom of the steps. He
walked past her cage without a glance, heading for the back of the room and the
cages there. He always started at the back, distributing a bottle of water and bowl of
oatmeal and fruit to each captive until he reached the front. Everyone would get a
meal except for the woman who had been chosen for that night’s fun. Knowing that,
Valerie tried to make out who was getting food and who wasn’t, but her cage at the

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