Total pages in book: 181
Estimated words: 181613 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 908(@200wpm)___ 726(@250wpm)___ 605(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 181613 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 908(@200wpm)___ 726(@250wpm)___ 605(@300wpm)
One of them jumps me, and I grab him off my back and swing him into the crowd of men. Three of them fall on top of each other, and when one of them wraps their hands around me, I grab hold, fling him over my head, and stomp on his face until his skull cracks on the pavement.
“He’s a monster!” one of them screams. “Kill him!”
But the men are meek, like scared little lambs facing the wolf.
I grin, waiting until at least one of them dares to step closer. “Who wants to die next?”
With a quick move, I steal his gun, aim it at his own belly, and shoot.
BANG!
Two guys aim at me, so I grab the guy’s body and hold it up as bullet-fodder until they’ve wasted all of their ammo, then I discard him like trash. I lunge at the first one in sight, grab him by the skull, and shove him into another guy’s helmet until they’re both smashed into the van. I snatch a big, fat knife from his hand and thrust it into both of them, skewering them alive, as blood splatters everywhere.
I laugh like a maniac because I’ve never felt more elated in my life.
“Yes, yes, yes! This is what I live for!”
One of them jumps on my back and tries to hit me with his empty gun, while the others scramble to find more bullets to load, but I tear him off me and toss him into the crowd too, then storm right at them before they even have the chance to reload.
I grasp the wrists of an unsuspecting fucker while he’s trying to grab his gun, and I twist them until they crack and splinter on all sides, breaking his bones. He screeches as I rip out one of the bones with my bare hands and shove it into his chest, straight through his heart.
I steal a knife from someone’s pocket and ram it into his eye socket, tearing it out only to ram it into the next one’s eye, shoving them both back into the van so I can pin them to the metal and make a nice fucking work of art out of the corpses of those who tried to hurt my family.
No one fucking touches my family.
And when Aspen calls … I will heed.
Aspen
“Holy shit,” Grey mutters, gulping at the sight of Apollo’s onslaught.
But I knew he was the only one who could stop them from going right for Levi’s throat while he’s at his weakest.
Mom’s out for blood, and she won’t stop until this is settled.
Suddenly, another motorcycle races down the mountain, black hair with green streaks fluttering beneath a helmet, and my blood runs cold.
“Oh no,” I mutter. “Sunny Reed is here.”
“Is that bad?” Grey asks. “She’s Levi’s sister, right? She can help us.”
“No. If she sees Silas, he’s dead.”
I peer up as she parks the motorcycle and hops off with Elliot, who she brought with her, and she immediately pulls out her guns, jumping into the crowd of men who came out of the vans.
BANG! BANG!
“Maxie-boy! You called me!” she yells between blowing someone’s brains out. “Where the fuck are you? Tell me who I have to kill!”
“What the fuck is my daughter doing here?” Nathan growls.
“Sunny, Elliot, just in time!” Max shouts. “Silas is trying to kill Levi.”
“WHAT?!” she shrieks, pulling two knives out of a body and kicking the dead person aside. “Where are you hiding that white-haired menace? No one touches my brother!”
“Sunny, over here!” Elliot yells, pointing at the forest through which I just saw Silas disappear, and he rushes after him.
“This is a mess. It’s all a bloody mess,” I mutter as the adrenaline spikes. “What do I do? How do I fix this?”
“We have to find Levi and get him out of here,” Grey says, looking around. “His mom will never let us get close, though.”
Still, I risk it and crawl up from the ground, away from the tree stump to try to find Levi in the midst of the conflict.
BANG!
A gunshot fires off, the stray bullet scraping my knee as it passes, and I hiss in pain.
Sunny actually fired a shot at me, but her eyes aren’t even aimed at me. They’re aimed at Silas, who’s running right past me.
“No!” I shriek at Sunny. “Don’t kill my fucking brother!”
Apollo’s right behind her, zigzagging through the woods, before he jumps right on top of her. He steals her gun, aiming it at her head. “You shoot at my girl one more time, and I'll put a bullet in your head.”
Sunny spits on his face and kicks him in the balls, then crawls off the ground to get away, but Grey runs after her instead, firing shots left and right from a gun he must’ve stolen off one of my mom’s dead men.