Phantom Bride

"The blood that courses through your veins screams louder than I ever could." His low voice barely made it over the music, his sudden proximity making me lose a step of precious space. My back hit the cold brick wall.

"So kill me." I hissed, keeping my eyes off the sultry, dancing bodies and throbbing lights, focusing on the new most lethal threat in the room. His steely eyes challenged mine as he closed the distance in between us and leaned in, pinning me to the wall. A small smirk began to tease the corners of his lips as he lazily took in my tense, fighting stance.

"And get blood on my tie? As tempting as you are... I really can't. Thanks for the offer though." He teased. My sharp sigh earned a chuckle from him. Rage singing my veins, I ripped my eyes away from his. His warm breath tickled my ear as he murmured, suddenly dead serious, "They're here."

He snaked an arm around my waist and pulled me to his chest, then froze and stared down at me. Urgency bled from his eyes. "Trust me?"

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My name is Brielle Cameron and I'm not dead. You are.