Semua Bab Drop-Dead in Love: Bab 41 - Bab 50

Calix was the first one to burst out of the room, and he did so like a ninja-action star hybrid, complete with the determined face and swift moves.Naturally this made Quinn's eyes turn into big red hearts.Kat found Calix's move to be impressive, even rendering her motionless, but she also found Quinn's gaping to be rather . . . annoying.Which was weird. And inappropriate. And really, really out of character.

A kiss. Calix was going in for a kiss. Something that he'd never done and never felt like doing with anyone before.Until now.His heart was racing. His cheeks were flushed. He continued to lean closer, nervous as all hell, while Kat's hand trailed down his cheek. This was it, he told himself. This was really happening. . . .Then she pressed her thumb right below his eye and beamed. "Look! A lash."

Kat's first instinct was to scream and run, but her entire body was paralyzed in fear. Her stomach was as stiff as a board, her fingers deathly cold.Because of this, the creature managed to grab her arm with its dripping hand, pulling her upright as it rose. Calix swerved in to break them apart, but he barely even pried the thing's grip on her when they suddenly got engulfed in a swirl of dense darkness.

It was acid. Idris's feathers could turn into a potent acid, thick and black, filling the air with smoke and a sharp smell that seemed capable of eroding the nasal cavity.And because Kat looked back to see it in action, she got a full splatter on her left shoulder.It would have been her entire head if Calix hadn't pulled her behind a concrete antenna base just in time.They crumpled to the floor just as the pain started to kick in. She inhaled sharply, forcing herself to glance at the raw, blistered, and bleeding bit of exposed skin peeking through her singed shirt. The wind blowing on her fresh burns was as torturous as a bed of nails piercing through her flesh. The smarting sensation on her palm from her unexpected trick from earlier felt like a minor boo-boo in comparison to this splotch of peeling skin.But of course, she couldn't exactly call time-out with Idris.Speaking of the ruthless Hellborn, Idris flew over the antenna and landed grace

A dark cloud of whirling tendrils enveloped Kat and Idris like a small explosion.The smoke was as sharp and as acrid as burning plastic, descending over the rooftop with the intensity of a nuclear blast's aftermath.Amidst the fog, Idris's anguished face rose in Kat's sight. His lips were pulled back in a snarl, his nostrils flaring. Rivulets of gold trickled rapidly from the protruding metal stick on his forehead. He tried to swing at her, to grab her arm, but he ended up staggering forward and releasing Calix in the process.This should b

The sound of her full name coming from Landon's lips gave Kat serious Idris flashbacks, but it was nothing compared to Calix's reaction.With his fists clenched, he stepped forward and almost growled, "I knew it."And apparently, Calix's sudden outburst gave Landon some getting-knocked-out-by-one-punch flashbacks too. He backed against the pillows fluffed behind him, one hand on his chest. "Kat, please tell your boyfriend to stay away. I am this close to calling the cops.""He's not my . . . never mind. Calix, it's not Idris," she tol

Kat desperately wanted to believe, but at the same time, something was drumming at the back of her head.It was her sense of foreboding, calling at her like a background hum.However, she didn't to feel that anymore. For the first time in a long time—probably since t

"Shit," was all Kat could say, and in her opinion, the word summed up the entire situation perfectly.And this was even before a hand—pale, slender, ridden with all sorts of rings—poked through the gap in the door and started fumbling around. To accompany this visual, a muffled, detached sort of female voice began to echo from from the other side, crooning, "Open the door. I need to talk to you."The worst thing was, Kat felt a strong need to obey.She stepped forward, her temples pulsing as she got torn between what she wanted to do and what she was supposed to do. Her hand gravitated towards the doorknob, but Calix deflected her outstretched arm, pulled her aside, and rammed the door with his shoulder.Slam. The impact of his body hitting wood seemed to shake the entire hallway, but the hand didn't disappear. The door didn't even close one bit. The voice was still there, coaxing to be let in. To top it off, long thick hair began to slide thr

The double doors of the house was as fancy as the rest of it. Thick mahogany, brass knobs polished to perfection, and two panels of the most intricate stained glass art depicting the baptism of Jesus Christ.It was the grandest opening to a residence Kat had ever seen, but the fact that they were slightly ajar made her stomach constrict with apprehension.She hesitated as they reached the doorstep, glancing back at the unconscious (or possibly dead) men behind her and growing more and more uncertain by the second. The front entrance being left open and unattended could mean that this whole thing was a trap, and whoever was inside was confident about taking down any intruder.And God knew she didn't want to be taken down like that.Gulping audibly, Kat turned to Calix to suggest yet another cowardly way of going inside the mansion, but he was already pushing his way inside as though he owned the place."If something happens to me, just run," he told

Despite growing up with no body of water in her immediate vicinity, Kat had always been a good swimmer. Edeline had taught her at a young age, back when she'd still been in a state well enough to do some activities.And Kat had absorbed all those lessons well. She'd even learned how to surf. Being around, in, or under water had never scared her before. At least not until now.The pool wasn't deep; it was seven feet deep at best. However, as the water whooshed in her ears and pushed her deeper into the pool, she found herself unable to