Chapters (154)
- THE HOLLOW SERIES BOOKS 1–4
- Contents
- Dead Witch Walking
- Title Page
- Dedication
- One
- Two
- Three
- Four
- Five
- Six
- Seven
- Eight
- Nine
- Ten
- Eleven
- Twelve
- Thirteen
- Fourteen
- Fifteen
- Sixteen
- Seventeen
- Eighteen
- Nineteen
- Twenty
- Twenty-One
- Twenty-Two
- Twenty-Three
- Twenty-Four
- Twenty-Five
- Twenty-Six
- Twenty-Seven
- Twenty-Eight
- Twenty-Nine
- Thirty
- Thirty-One
- Thirty-Two
- Thirty-Three
- Thirty-Four
- Acknowledgements
- The Good, The Bad and The Undead
- Dedication
- One
- Two
- Three
- Four
- Five
- Six
- Seven
- Eight
- Nine
- Ten
- Eleven
- Twelve
- Thirteen
- Fourteen
- Fifteen
- Sixteen
- Seventeen
- Eighteen
- Nineteen
- Twenty
- Twenty-One
- Twenty-Two
- Twenty-Three
- Twenty-Four
- Twenty-Five
- Twenty-Six
- Twenty-Seven
- Twenty-Eight
- Twenty-Nine
- Acknowledgements
- Every Which Way But Dead
- Title Page
- Dedication
- Contents
- One
- Two
- Three
- Four
- Five
- Six
- Seven
- Eight
- Nine
- Ten
- Eleven
- Twelve
- Thirteen
- Fourteen
- Fifteen
- Sixteen
- Seventeen
- Eighteen
- Nineteen
- Twenty
- Twenty-One
- Twenty-Two
- Twenty-Three
- Twenty-Four
- Twenty-Five
- Twenty-Six
- Twenty-Seven
- Twenty-Eight
- Twenty-Nine
- Thirty
- Thirty-One
- Thirty-Two
- Thirty-Three
- Acknowledgements
- A Fistful of Charms
- A FISTFUL OF CHARMS
- Dedication
- Contents
- One
- Two
- Three
- Four
- Five
- Six
- Seven
- Eight
- Nine
- Ten
- Eleven
- Twelve
- Thirteen
- Fourteen
- Fifteen
- Sixteen
- Seventeen
- Eighteen
- Nineteen
- Twenty
- Twenty-One
- Twenty-Two
- Twenty-Three
- Twenty-Four
- Twenty-Five
- Twenty-Six
- Twenty-Seven
- Twenty-Eight
- Twenty-Nine
- Thirty
- Thirty-One
- Thirty-Two
- Thirty-Three
- Thirty-Four
- Thirty-Five
- Acknowledgements
- Keep Reading
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“Make sure,” DeLavine said softly, “that this gets destroyed.” He looked at me and smiled to show his long canines.
“Yes, DeLavine.”
With a confident satisfaction, DeLavine set the marked statue down. My lips curled as it seemed to me that the pain etched in the figure’s face was deeper. Turning with an exaggerated slowness, the undead vampire sent his gaze across the room, landing on Nick scrunched in the corner of the kitchen. “This is repulsive,” he said, and suddenly the room was. “A dirty little hole stinking of emotion. We’ll stay somewhere else. Peter, we are leaving. Audrey will make the arrangements to get you where you need to be come sunset.”
Audrey, I thought, glancing at the woman. So she had a name. I shifted my feet so he wouldn’t step on them, and he made his casual way to the door, snagging his coat on the way. Peter slowly rose, Audrey helping him with a professional grip that wouldn’t hurt her back. The ailing vampire met my eyes, clearly wanting to talk to me, but DeLavine took his other arm in a show of concern born from memory, not love, and escorted him to the door.
Ivy opened it for them, and DeLavine hesitated while Peter and Audrey continued out.
My grip tightened on the hilt, but I could do nothing when the vampire bent to whisper in Ivy’s ear, his hand curving about her waist possessively. My pulse pounded as she looked at the floor. Damn it, this wasn’t right. She nodded, and I felt as if I had sold her to him.
The door shut behind him, and her shoulders slumped.
Twenty-Nine
Twenty-Nine
“Ivy—”
“Shut up.”
I dropped the sword and pulled my knees to my chin to make room when she knelt beside Jenks. With her vampire strength, she yanked him upright to lean against the couch, giving him a shake. “Jenks!” she demanded. “Open your eyes. I didn’t hit you that hard.”
He didn’t respond, his head lolling and blond hair falling about his angular features.
“Ivy, I’m sorry,” I said, my pulse quickening in guilt. “You … Oh God, tell him you changed your mind. We’ll figure something out.”
Close beside me, Ivy gave me an unreadable look, her hands on Jenks’s shoulders, her oval face empty of emotion. “I wouldn’t have offered if I wasn’t prepared to follow through.”
“Ivy—”
“Shut up!” she shouted, startling me. “I want to do it, okay? I can’t touch anything without killing it, so I’m going to go back to things that are already dead! I’m doing this for me, not you! I’m going to enjoy myself, so just shut the hell up, Rachel!”
Face hot, my mouth fell open. It had never occurred to me she might want to. “I … I thought you only shared blood with people you—”