THE SECOND BOOK IN THE NADINE SERIES
She could feel her pulse through her finger tips and wondered if he felt the same way. Did his heart stop working when they were this close? Did he feel the sparks between their finger tips? Does he want to know...
"And should I be sung and unbroken by not saying You mind not saying He'll hang that heart's black and dull as the night
Still being cried and laughed at from behind me, from gains We hanged your pass and star being as you in ecstasy"
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~Introducing Anya Taylor-Joy as Freya~
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CHAPTER 12: MY LITTLE STAR
"No, no, no, I don't understand. They keep following me." Diego spoke urgently as he walked around. "Wait, who?" Luther questioned.
The smell of eggs filled the loft as he made a dozen of them all at once. Nadine hated the smell of eggs.
"Those Dutch sociopaths." Diego stuck out a hand as he answered.
"They're Swedish, you idiot. Hired guns paid to eradicate us before we do any more damage to this timeline." Five explained from his spot beside Nadine, who was sat on the ground with her legs tucked under her. Her forearms laid on them facing upwards. She was healing. Her heartbeat was barely noticeable and she breathed very little. Five glanced down at her briefly with his hands in his pockets before looking back up at his brothers.
"Yeah, but why now? I mean, I'm..." Diego snapped his fingers a few times and gritted his teeth as he looked back at his shorter brother, "...fine for three months until you showed up."
Luther nodded from his place near the stove. "Yeah, I was here for a year and no one messed with me." He agreed making Five roll his eyes.
"Even if it was my fault, which it isn't, we only have six days before the end of the world, and the closest anyone's gotten to dad was that driveway at the consulate."
"Well... that's not exactly true." Luther spoke suddenly, making his brothers tilt their heads and walk towards him. "What do you mean?" Five asked.
