“What would you do if Death gave you a second chance?”
Most people who escaped death were relieved, happy to be granted that second chance at life. In my case, it was more of a curse than a blessing.
Everyday I woke, I was tortured with another soul. They all wanted something from me, but I couldn’t give it to them. Instead, I ignored them. I neglected the pain they had laced beneath their hollow eyes. I dismissed the screams that shattered my eardrums every time my head hit the pillow.
The souls took pleasure in patronizing me. They were a constant reminder of why I shouldn’t have been granted a second chance.
I had managed to escape Death twice, but the third time was my undoing. He came back with a heavy vengeance. Suddenly, I was thrown into a battle between two brothers. Heaven and Hell. Light versus Dark.
They both needed me on their side, but after facing Death for the third time, I wasn’t sure I would survive the cruel fate he had planned.
EXCERPT:A minute later, the doorbell rang. I glanced at Emery and noticed she was still in her peaceful slumber, when I made my way to the door and opened it. Deagan's crooked smile greeted me on the other side of the door as I let him in. "Took you long enough."
I closed it shut behind him and rubbed my hands over my face. "What now?"
His footsteps sounded against the hardwood floors as he made his way over to her. He bent at the knee and examined her face. ”Damn, I forgot how beautiful she was."
I cleared my throat and got a harsh look in return. "I wonder what would happen if we rewrote history this time..." he trailed off and my shackles rose.
My face scrunched. There was no way in hell that was happening. "What are you talking about?"
His fingers caressed her cheek, and my body stiffened. "I mean, what if instead of her falling for you, she fell for me?"
I took a few steps forward. "That's not how it works—"
"Don't you think I know that, Ace? Fuck, why do you get the happy ending and I don't?" he asked, his voice pleading.
"I didn't get my happy ending." I said through clenched teeth. He damn well knew what happened last time and that's why I was doing everything in my power to prevent it.
He stood up and his hands balled into fists at his sides. "Didn't you though? You got the girl. I stood back and ruled from the pits of Hell while you galivanted off like some fucking hero."
As an author of young and new adult romances, Harper has a passion for writing stories that readers enjoy reading over and over again. Her imagination is the creative tool that helps her come up with several intriguing story lines that she hopes to share with the world. Her fans call her the "page turner author" because with each story she sucks the readers in, instantly hooking them from page one.
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