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Chapter 4 A Figure

Word Count: 2195    |    Released on: 20/06/2024

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ur nights. She recently started a new blood pressure medication that's supposed to make her feel drowsy, but so far, it's having the opposite effect. T

he dainty, elegant and high-bred young debutant, the book's heroine.

of a smile, her eyes softening and looking f

igh time I showed you just how rakish I can be...." I quickly scan the rest of the page and glanc

stretch, my back which is aching from sitting in an ancient wingback armchair for the last three hours. I walk to her bedside, glancing at the m

s her quiet, rhy

eal stunner, actually. It makes all of this more heartbreaking. She'd been my age once, twenty-six with nothin

have to do with the work Curtis has been doing on the new HVAC system, which still isn't working. But tonight feels

Penny's room. I really don't want to risk waking her up, but th

d the stairwell, the darkness closin

of course, of the darkened corners and bumps in the night. I sleep right through it now, especially si

ir tonight. Something that tells me I

ouse and the ghosts that surely inhabit it the

need to g

nd feel my way to the kitchen. The light switches in this old house are in odd places, and the one in the main

the windows as I enter the kitchen and turn on the light. The back porch light illuminates the rear of the house, giving new life to how hard it's raining righ

perty is now protected marsh land, from what Curtis told me. I spent a whole afternoon sitting on the bac

rounds a little bit and see for myself wha

laces I've worked at over the last four years? Being here, in my family's ancestral home, gives me the sudden urg

expecting someone to be standing in the doorway to the kitchen. My heart r

nding a near silent vib

few hours, and Curtis never comes this early, especially when there's a storm circling the property. Hell, e

ck to the sink to rinse my glass. Lightning flashes, il

. Just beyond the tree line. I squint, trying to get a

leaping into my throat as the blue-hued light illuminates what I a

ep, close enough I can see the outline of the hood shieldin

htly my knuckles turn white. I don't know what I'm thinking when I unlock the backdoor and yank it open so hard it bounces off

re doesn

t of here! I'll

hin

signing up for self-defense classes at the local gym. Whoever this is, they're standing far enough away that their body is still obstructed by the trees, and the rain i

so violent the house seems to groan in anguish.

s gone, just

st the second floor landing. "Fuck!" I hiss, not daring to close my eyes or look behind me. The house rattles against another earth-shaking clap of thun

or beeping quietly with eac

ne. Not in the storm. Not in the dark. Not against the tangled cypress trees and overgrown vines that choke the tree line. I'm

t so real.

eavy, and my head begins to nod. I fight it, but I'm pulled into the kind of depthless sleep only true exhaustion can accomplish. Som

ll asleep here again. I should punish you for this

h me,

back hit a

nd demanding as his thumbs hook und

ike he's just finished a glass of fine scotch. I

ou're fucking soaked, Layla. Those f

over my clit, sliding through the wetne

r to the side, and I cry out against the pain then the sudden pressure between my legs. He's eno

s, his voice low and full of gravel as some

is cock burie

nning the flat of the

to get away, but

eas

n my thigh, then up again, slicing through my underwear. I ta

es

oo

nife to cut through my shirt, tearing it off my body and tossing it across the room as he pumps into me. He slams the knife down into the bed next to me, piercing the ma

s exactly what I need. It's what I'd never admit I'd like–being

oice that has me quaking around him. I su

nto the stormy daylight pouring through the curtains. I rise, trembling, my shirt damp with sweat, and a

ping aunt. The door is locked, and suddenly th

g for the knife I'd brought upstairs

y room, my hands trembling as I close the

sun, something shines fr

kn

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Contents

Chapter 1 The House Chapter 2 Aunt Penny Chapter 3 Haunted Chapter 4 A Figure Chapter 5 Bump in the Night Chapter 6 Dalton
Chapter 7 Dream or Nightmare
Chapter 8 Wanted
Chapter 9 Dive Bar
Chapter 10 Barefoot in the Dark
Chapter 11 She's Mine
Chapter 12 Apparition
Chapter 13 Followed
Chapter 14 Powerless
Chapter 15 Good Girl
Chapter 16 Picture Perfect
Chapter 17 Something's Not Right
Chapter 18 Touch
Chapter 19 Playing Games
Chapter 20 In the Shadows
Chapter 21 Murder House
Chapter 22 Fear
Chapter 23 What's in the Box
Chapter 24 Angel
Chapter 25 Scritch, Scratch
Chapter 26 The Body
Chapter 27 Leave
Chapter 28 Into the Den
Chapter 29 Deal with the Devil
Chapter 30 Too Late Now
Chapter 31 Pulled From the Flames
Chapter 32 Epilogue
Chapter 33 An Unfortunate Accident
Chapter 34 Rebuilding
Chapter 35 More Dark Secrets
Chapter 36 Sneaking Suspicions
Chapter 37 Darkness Sets In
Chapter 38 Imperfections
Chapter 39 What Happened There
Chapter 40 Let Her Die
Chapter 41 Nightmare
Chapter 42 Something's Not Right
Chapter 43 Can't Get Away
Chapter 44 Hunted
Chapter 45 Swamp
Chapter 46 All Fall Down
Chapter 47 Make It Go Away
Chapter 48 Something's Out There
Chapter 49 Visions of Evil
Chapter 50 Chat with the Devil
Chapter 51 That's Not Tanner
Chapter 52 Memories Gone
Chapter 53 Lured
Chapter 54 Ghost Stories
Chapter 55 Shared Experience
Chapter 56 Cackling Demon
Chapter 57 This is Where it Lives
Chapter 58 What I Have to Do
Chapter 59 Killing It
Chapter 60 The Aftermath
Chapter 61 The State of Sunshine
Chapter 62 Julia and Jack
Chapter 63 Eyes on Me
Chapter 64 Side Piece
Chapter 65 Ding Dong Ditch
Chapter 66 The Artifact
Chapter 67 Welcome Home
Chapter 68 Someone's in the House
Chapter 69 Help From Beyond the Grave
Chapter 70 Something's in the Shadows
Chapter 71 A Slap in the Face
Chapter 72 Repercussions
Chapter 73 Stolen Kiss
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