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Roth cleared his throat. “Shortie, look…look at your hand.”
Look at my hand? Why in the world would he be asking me to do
that in the midst of all the cray?
“Do it,” he said quietly and too gently.
The dread exploded in my gut like buckshot, and my gaze
dropped to my left hand. I expected to see the weird marbling of black and
gray, a mixture of the demon and Warden that existed inside of me and a
combination I’d become almost familiar with by now. My nails had lengthened and
sharpened, and I could tell they were hard enough to cut through steel, as hard
as my skin, but my skin…it was still pink. Really pink.
“What the…?” My gaze traveled to my other hand. It was the
same. Just pink. My wings twitched, reminding me that I had shifted.
Zayne swallowed. “Your…your wings…”
“What about my wings?” I almost screeched, reaching be‑ hind
me. “Are they broken? Did they not come out—” The tips of my fingers came into
contact with something as soft as silk. My hand jerked back. “What…”
Stacey’s watery eyes had doubled in size. “Um, Layla, there’s
a mirror above the fireplace. I think you need to look in it.”
I met Roth’s gaze for a second before I spun around and all
but ran to the fireplace I was sure Stacey’s mom had never used. Clutching the
white mantel, I stared at my reflection.
I looked normal, like I did before I shifted…like I was going
to class or something. My eyes were the palest shade of gray, a watered-down
blue. My hair was so blond it was almost white, and a mess of waves that went
in every direction like usual. I looked like a colorless china doll, which was
nothing new, except for the two fangs jutting out of my mouth. I wouldn’t show
them off at school, but that wasn’t what caught my attention and held it.
It was my wings.
They were large, not as massive as Zayne’s or Roth’s, and
normally they were almost leathery in texture, but now they were black…black
and feathered. Like legit feathered. That soft, silky thing I’d felt? It
had been tiny feathers.
Feathers.
“Oh my God,” I whispered at my reflection. “I have feathers.”
“Those are definitely feathered wings,” Roth commented.
I whipped around, knocking over a lamp with my feathered
right wing. “I have feathers on my wings!”
Roth cocked his head to the side. “Yeah, you do.”
He was absolutely no help, so I turned to Zayne. “Why do I
have feathers on my wings?”
Zayne shook his head slowly. “I don’t know, Layla. I’ve never
seen anything like this.”
“Liar,” hissed Roth, shooting him a dark look. “You’ve seen
that before. So have I.”
EVERY
LAST BREATH Synopsis:
Some
loves will last ‘til your dying breath
Every choice has consequences—but seventeen-year-old Layla faces tougher choices than most. Light or darkness. Wickedly sexy demon prince Roth, or Zayne, the gorgeous, protective Warden she never thought could be hers. Hardest of all, Layla has to decide which side of herself to trust.
Layla has a new problem, too. A Lilin—the deadliest of demons—has been unleashed, wreaking havoc on those around her…including her best friend. To keep Sam from a fate much, much worse than death, Layla must strike a deal with the enemy while saving her city—and her race—from destruction.
Torn between two worlds and two different boys, Layla has no certainties, least of all survival, especially when an old bargain comes back to haunt them all. But sometimes, when secrets are everywhere and the truth seems unknowable, you have to listen to your heart, pick a side—and then fight like hell…
Every choice has consequences—but seventeen-year-old Layla faces tougher choices than most. Light or darkness. Wickedly sexy demon prince Roth, or Zayne, the gorgeous, protective Warden she never thought could be hers. Hardest of all, Layla has to decide which side of herself to trust.
Layla has a new problem, too. A Lilin—the deadliest of demons—has been unleashed, wreaking havoc on those around her…including her best friend. To keep Sam from a fate much, much worse than death, Layla must strike a deal with the enemy while saving her city—and her race—from destruction.
Torn between two worlds and two different boys, Layla has no certainties, least of all survival, especially when an old bargain comes back to haunt them all. But sometimes, when secrets are everywhere and the truth seems unknowable, you have to listen to your heart, pick a side—and then fight like hell…
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About
Jennifer L. Armentrout:
#
1 New York Times and # 1 International Bestselling author Jennifer lives in
Martinsburg, West Virginia. All the rumors you’ve heard about her state aren’t
true. When she’s not hard at work writing, she spends her time reading,
watching really bad zombie movies, pretending to write, and hanging out with
her husband and her Jack Russell Loki.
Her
dreams of becoming an author started in algebra class, where she spent most of
her time writing short stories….which explains her dismal grades in math.
Jennifer writes young adult paranormal, science fiction, fantasy, and
contemporary romance. She is published with Spencer Hill Press, Entangled Teen
and Brazen, Disney/Hyperion and Harlequin Teen. Her book Obsidian has been
optioned for a major motion picture and her Covenant Series has been optioned
for TV. Her young adult romantic suspense novel DON’T LOOK BACK was a 2014
nominated Best in Young Adult Fiction by YALSA.
She
also writes Adult and New Adult contemporary and paranormal romance under the
name J. Lynn. She is published by Entangled Brazen and HarperCollins.
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