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Authors: Nikki Landis

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I crashed into a tree, throwing my body in front of his to take the brunt of the hit. We smacked into several branches and tumbled down to the ground. I managed to slow us down enough that the impact was rough but not hard.

Boom. The ground broke our fall. Dust filled the air. I landed just a foot apart from him. All of the breath was knocked out of my body. Empty. Void. Deflated. Like a basketball without air.

I couldn’t move. I was having trouble breathing.

Kellen reached over and threw his arms around me. He was kissing my hair and holding me close, shaking violently. Didn’t he realize that we just crashed to the ground?

“Rhiannon, thank you. My beloved, you saved me.”

Silence.

I couldn’t answer him.

Pain.

Sudden searing excruciating blinding pain.

I could feel the shocking pain spreading through my body into every crevice. I started shaking and couldn’t stop. Heat was spreading through my body at an alarming rate. It burned like acid through my limbs and torso, liquid searing flame, raging needles of white hot heat.

I moaned with the effort it took to take a breath. It felt like a thousand knives were stabbing me simultaneously in the chest. The pain was so intense I had to fight to stay awake. I cried out with the searing agony of it. It blanched my brain, ripping away all thought, until I all I wanted to do was give up.

“Rhiannon!” Kellen screamed at me.

He laid me gently against the ground.

“Help! Someone help!” He cried.

“Kellen, it hurts. Kellen, ahhhhhhhh!”

I couldn’t stop screaming. The pain was overwhelming. I closed my eyes as it spread rapidly like snake venom, burning and twisting as it coursed through my veins, overtaking the nerves until they were scorched and bleeding. Singed.

A cloud of billowing black was moving its way toward me at a disturbing speed. It threatened to cover me completely. I wasn’t going to be able to stay conscious much longer. I had to force my eyes open again.

I raised my shaking hand up to his face. He took it gently in his and kissed it, clutching it to the breast of his armor. I needed to tell him one more time. He needed to know. I choked the words out.

“Kellen…I love you.”

I barely got it out before another spasm of pain rocked through my body, excruciating in intensity, it nearly caused me to stop breathing altogether. I screamed again, this time ending in a small gurgle. I saw the horror in his eyes as he heard it too.

“Rhiannon, I love you too. Stay with me. Don’t go!”

He sounded urgent. His voice full of torture and anguish...and fear. I didn’t want to leave him. I didn’t want to be alone. I felt my eyes start to roll back in my head as my vision blurred in front of me until I couldn’t see anything anymore except his shadow. The lack of oxygen was robbing my body.

Help…

“Rhiannon!”

Suddenly the pain started to subside. A horrifying numbness was starting to creep its way through my body. Starting at my limbs, it moved quickly in to my core. I was left feeling drained and weak. I had to fight even harder so the coming blackness wouldn’t engulf me. I tried to move or speak but I couldn’t.

“Rhia, baby, can you hear me? Rhiannon!”

I closed my eyes again, unable to fight it anymore. The blackness finally reached me. It sucked everything away. Nothing. There was
nothing
.

The last thing I heard was his voice.

“Rhiannon! No, wake up! Come back to me! No, please God, NO!
Rhiannon!
”

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The Gift
, the first book in a new series.

This is a work of fiction. Names, places, and incidents are products of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously and are not to be construed as real. Any resemblance to actual events, locales, organizations, or persons, living or dead, is entirely coincidental.

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