Nightfall by Penelope Douglas EPUB & PDF (Devil’s Night Book 5) – Details About Online
- Author: Penelope Douglas
- Genre: Saga Fiction, Family Saga Fiction, Romantic Suspense
- Publish Date: 24 July 2020
- Size: 3.5 MB
- Format: PDF / EPUB
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- Price: Free
It was faint, but I heard it.
Water. Like I was behind a waterfall, deep inside a cave.
What the hell was that?
I blinked my eyes, stirring from the heaviest sleep I think I’ve ever had.
Jesus, I was tired.
My head rested on the softest pillow, and I moved my arm, brushing my
hand over a cool, splendidly plush white comforter.
I patted my face, feeling my glasses missing. I rolled my eyes around me,
confusion sinking in as I took in myself burrowed comfortably in the middle
of a huge bed, my body taking up about as much room as a single M&M
inside its package.
This wasn’t my bed.
I looked around the lavish bedroom—white, gold, crystal, and mirrors
everywhere, palatial in its opulence like I’d never seen in person—and my
breathing turned shallow as instant fear took over.
This wasn’t my room. Was I dreaming?
I pushed myself up, my head aching and every muscle tight like I’d been
sleeping for a damn week.
I dropped my eyes, spotting my glasses folded and sitting on the bedside
table. I grabbed them and slipped them on, taking inventory of my body first.
I laid on top of the bed, still fully clothed in my black, skinny pants and a
pullover white blouse that I’d dressed in this morning.
If it was still today, anyway.
My shoes were gone, but on instinct I peered over the side of the bed and
saw my sneakers sitting there, perfectly positioned on a fancy white rug with
My pores cooled with sweat as I looked around the unfamiliar bedroom,
and my brain wracked with what the hell was going on. Where was I?
I slid off the bed, my legs shaky as I stood up.
I’d been at the firm. Working on the blueprints for the DeWitt Museum.
Byron and Elise had ordered take-out for lunch for themselves, I went out
instead, and—I pinched the bridge of my nose, my head pounding—and
Ugh, I don’t know. What happened?
Spotting a door ahead of me, I didn’t even bother to look around the rest
of the room or see where the two other doors led. I grabbed my shoes and
stumbled for what I guessed was the way out, and stepped into a hallway, the
cool marble floor soothing on my bare feet.
I still went down the list in my head, though.
I didn’t drink.
I didn’t see anyone unusual.
I didn’t get any weird phone calls or packages. I didn’t…
I tried to swallow a few times, finally generating enough saliva. God, I
was thirsty. And—a pang hit my stomach—hungry too. How long had I been
“Hello?” I called quietly but immediately regretted it.
Unless I’d had an aneurysm or developed selective amnesia, then I wasn’t
But if I’d been taken or imprisoned, wouldn’t my door have been locked?
Bile stung my throat, every horror movie I’d ever seen playing various
scenarios in my head.
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