Total pages in book: 42
Estimated words: 39053 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 195(@200wpm)___ 156(@250wpm)___ 130(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 39053 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 195(@200wpm)___ 156(@250wpm)___ 130(@300wpm)
On the glossy marble counter lay an assortment of room cards. The large-screen television mounted on the wall behind the desk displayed our names and room numbers. I’d been paired with Hael—not surprising, and more than fine with me.
“Look, Aisha, you got the golden boy. Treat him well; he’s delicate.”
She laughed, throwing a playful look at Raphael. “I’ll make sure he comes back in one piece.”
Raphael grinned, going along with it. “ I’m sure I’m in good hands.”
I glanced at the room numbers again, clocking that Eryx was with Liam, and Jerome with Maya. I noted the others and the names listed as “checked-out.”
“Seems they’ve already written off Tyler and what’s-her-name.”
“Hailey,” her friend rasped, voice cracking.
“Brutal,” Jerome commented.
“Yeah, well …” I shrugged.
The lights above us in the lobby started flickering off, one by one, leaving our group in darkness. The flat screen in the room’s corner changed to a welcome message and began a five-minute countdown. I couldn’t resist rolling my eyes and giving the screen a double middle-finger gesture; this was the Game Makers’ not-so-subtle attempt at pushing us forward.
“Rude much?” I remarked with a scoff, earning a chuckle from Hael, who then gently tugged at my hand.
“Let’s go find our room,” he suggested, plucking our key card from the desk with an effortless grace. The others, catching the hint, quickly grabbed their own cards and dispersed down the darkening hallway.
As we moved towards our assigned quarters, I glanced back over my shoulder to catch one last glimpse of the group. That’s when I saw it—a quick, secretive exchange of looks between Eryx and Raphael.
“Interesting,” I muttered to myself, filing it away for later.
We found our designated sanctuary easily enough. Hael stood in front of me and pushed open the door. We were greeted by an atmosphere thick with Gothic allure. The room was dominated by a large four-poster bed draped in rich, dark fabrics. Barred windows framed the moon outside. A food cart, covered with a pristine white cloth, was positioned in the room’s center.
“Looks like a scene from a horror romance novel,” I remarked. “Sweet dreams, everyone,” I called out before stepping inside with Hael.
Aisha echoed the sentiment from farther down the hall.
“At least it’s cozy,” Hael quipped as the door closed behind us with a definitive click.
I meandered through the room, carefully scanning each shadow and corner for hidden doors or potential entryways for unwelcome visitors. Hael watched me curiously, his eyes following my every move. My search turned up nothing suspicious—no concealed panels or mysterious crevices. The only other exit was an archway leading to a powder room, devoid of an actual door, blending openness with a hint of seclusion. The interior was strikingly lush, with walls bathed in deep red hues accented with golden fixtures, and the floor marbled with intricate veins of gold and black.
“What are you looking for?” Hael’s voice broke the silence, his tone laced with amusement.
“Just making sure we don’t have any hiding spots for surprise visitors tonight,” I replied without turning, my focus momentarily on the luxurious little bottles arranged neatly on the vanity. “And checking out the freebies,” I added, my voice tinged with sarcasm.
The towels were plush, the washcloths soft, and the soaps and lotions bore the label of one of the competing family’s luxury lines. I let out a snort of disbelief. “Looks like someone’s trying to turn this into a marketing opportunity.”
Hael chuckled, coming to stand in the doorway. “You think they’d miss a chance to push their brand?”
“Never. Not even during the apocalypse,” I joked, giving the faucet a twist and letting the cold water run over my hands after soaping them up. I glanced at my reflection in the mirror, noting how good my hair still looked after everything, only one or two dark strands in disarray. “Might as well smell like a million bucks with extra soft skin while dodging death traps and clowns.”
“Right. Do you wanna wash up, or sleep, or …?” Hael’s voice trailed off, his gaze lingering on me with an unspoken question.
I cut the water off with my elbow and dried my hands with a hand towel. “Let’s see if the food is edible first.”
Slipping by him, I gave his hip a playful nudge. His laughter vibrated through the room, and he wrapped an arm around my waist, pulling me close. The solidness of his body was a reminder of how much he had changed from the adorable boy I’d first befriended to the stunning man now holding me as if I were the most precious thing in the world. Did he realize he was just as much a treasure to me? We stared at one another, our eyes locked in a moment that seemed to pause time around us.
“You’re so gorgeous,” I murmured, unable to keep the admiration from my voice. “I think I might be jealous.”