IMMORTALS

IMMORTALS

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Jacob Fellon has been thinking.........he's been having same dream for the past 9 years, trying to see if it has any connections with his powers Nigel, a new kid in town who seemingly has an idea about Jacob's supernatural powers seems too busy to divulge that to anyone, as he is preoccupied with investigating the sudden deaths and disappearances of a group of teenagers, Damien, Jacob's good friend, an emotionally damaged teenager , with a troubled past and uncertain future disappears along with the missing teenagers after being a suspect in Nigel's investigation. Nigel goes out to hunt him down. Now Jacob is trapped between protecting his best friend and fighting the one person who may know the truth to his blurred past he never knew. But one thing that is certain is that Alli falls isn't safe anymore.
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"I wish to ask you something." It took me a moment to make Warren out. He sat watching me. I sat up, still a little drowsy. "Shoot." He was instantly concerned. "What's the matter?" Oh, he took it to mean that. "No, I mean go ahead, ask me." "Oh. Would you forgive me any fault?" "What, you planning on killing Kyle?" He chuckled throatily, and I fell in love with the sound all over again. "Please be serious." "You know I would." He tipped my face up and his eyes bore into mine as if he was trying to read my very soul. "Any fault, Belle?" "Anything..." I affirmed, then teased, "except Prague." He rolled his eyes and sat back. "Tonight I watch over the forest. May I escort you home?" "Yeah, sure." I turned to pack up. Warren turned me back to him, slipped both hands into my hair possessively. And then his lips were on mine.

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