Broken Wings by Tate James EPUB & PDF – eBook Details Online
- Author: Tate James
- Genre: Romantic Suspense, New Adult & College Romance
- Publish Date: 7 June 2019
- Size: 2 MB
- Format: PDF / EPUB
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- Price: Free
Death. So fucking final. I’d never realized just how
final until that fateful night.
“Riley, hold on, honey!” my dad yelled as our car
screeched and he swerved across the icy road, but there was no
way for him to stop the inevitable.
Black ice.
Ancient car.
No chance.
We hit the embankment and the car rolled over and over.
Since I was the only one with a seatbelt on—my parents’ had
both jammed the day before, due to either cold or age probably
—it held me locked in place as we tumbled.
They screamed my name, but I was beyond words. I was
just plain screaming in terror. My mom’s side of the car
slammed into something, halting us abruptly, and then there
was silence. My head and ears rang as I fought against the
darkness. I’d definitely hit my head at some point, and sharp
pains in my chest and hand threatened to pull me under
further, but I had to help my family.
Through the haze, I could have sworn a shadow moved
outside my window, but my focus was shot to shit and couldn’t
hold onto anything solid. My mom made a noise then, a
whimper which almost broke through the ringing in my head,
but that pained, terrified sob was cut off swiftly, and I heard a
thump.
I wanted to call out for her, but consciousness slipped my
grasp, and an infinite amount of time passed while I hung
heavily against my belt.
When hands touched me, they grabbed onto my arm first.
The shot of intense pain to my system dragged me completely
into the blissful darkness of unconsciousness.
I WOKE to the strong smell of antiseptic. Blinking through the
heavy haze, I tried to focus, but an incessant rhythmic beeping
kept trying to drag me under again. “Riley Jameson?”
My eyes caught a flash of dark blue. Cops.
“Riley, we need to tell you something,” he tried again, but
I was already shutting down. The darkness once again taking
hold.
The second time I emerged from the pressing veil in my
mind, I found my best friend, Dante, sitting by my side. His
head was down, cradled in his tattooed hands, as his elbows
rested on the side of my hospital bed. There was less fuzziness
in my mind now, and before I could stop it, a whimper crept
up from my chest and escaped.
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