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On The Border Epilogue
Two Weeks LaterJenny’s POV“Damn you’re really a natural at this Jenny” said Alex proudly from where he was standing behind me.I lower down the gun I just successfully shot three bottles from, and turn to him with a wide grin “I told you I’ll have your back, even though you seemed unconvinced at the time. Hope I proved you wrong by now”We’ve been hiding in the middle of no where Canada, deep into the woods where a small abandoned house became our hide out for the past week.After I got discharged, we flew to Toronto; with fake passports of course, stayed with my aunt and mom for one week to get my strength back while Alex gathered all the information he needed to start our search and hunt for Zade’s contacts.And then we set out on our journey together.First stop, this place.I’ve been learning how to shoot like a pro, and some self defense moves, all taught by my very sexy husband Alex.Damn, I can’t forget the first time he taught me how to hold and use a gun.He had stood direc
On The Border Acknowledgement
First of all, thank you always to my readers for picking out this book and reaching this far. Your encouragements, comments, and votes are what always motivate me into writing to the best of my abilities. With that said, I hope you enjoyed this book as much as I truly enjoyed writing it. I honestly put my heart and soul into writing this book and I hope it showed somewhere in these pages and that you felt it too. Alex and Jenny became more than just fictional characters, they felt real to me. Their pain was real, their joy was real, everything about them felt real to me and I got so attached to them since the beginning. I got so attached to them, I literally couldn’t bring myself to write the original ending I had for this book. I knew how it should end before I even started the prologue. But when I came to that moment where Jenny was supposed to actually die during the shootout at their house, I couldn’t. The pain was just too unbearable. Even though leading the kind of lifestyle
On The Border Across the Border: Synopsis
“You’re not going anywhere Angelina. Not until you tell me who the fuck you are” he said darkly. “We both know by now that I will not tell you a thing. Just. Let. Me. Go” I said through gritted teeth. “If you won’t talk on your own I will make you talk in no time. And you don’t really wanna try me on that because I don’t think you’ll be able to withstand a lot of it” he said in a low menacing voice. My eyes stung so harshly at that promise and my knees buckled from under me, but I refused to cower in front of him. “Why in the world won’t you tell me who you are Angel? What are you afraid of exactly?” he asks more softly. Because I was a liar from the start, and that will be seen as just another lie to him. I thought lying was going to save me, but it ended up being the thing that will kill me. I take a deep breath, the last deep breath I’ll ever be able to take most probably. His softness was appreciated compared to the dangerous, feral look he was giving me before when he asked
On The Border 1
Lucas’s POV“Can you believe this dad? Because I certainly still can’t” I said in my usual sarcastic tone that I’m sure my family is used to by now.You see, they consider me to be the crazy, impulsive, funny one out of the whole family; although not so many of them actually consider me funny at all, but that’s what I consider fun to be like. I’ve never had a problem with my character before now. I was crazy and a little unbalanced and I loved myself that way, accepted that side of me that longs for a dangerous life and a dangerous game. I don’t care what that danger might bring for me, I don’t even care if it kills me in the process. I’m quite okay with dying unlike other people who are even scared of the thought of it.I’ve never had a problem accepting myself just the way I am before…. until now.You see my craziness was always contained and managed by someone else. When things went too far on my end, there is always someone who can stop me from going overboard. First it was my fat
On The Border 2
Lucas’s POVI drive back home and my mind goes back to that moment at the hospital with Alex, a month ago:“What the fuck did I say that is so funny Lucas?” Alex asked in annoyance as I continued to laugh quite too loudly in a hospital.I was clutching my stomach from how painful my abs were making me feel and my eyes watered at his joke.“I’m Serious!” he said in a hard tone that stopped my laughter in the middle of it.I stared at him with a stunned expression, trying to make sense of what he just told me.“No fucking way you are!” I screamed the words at him.“Why?” he asked curiously.I raised both my eyebrows at him in disbelief “You’re seriously asking me why? Okay. You are obviously tripping now I’m certain of it. I think we should call the nurse to stop some of those drugs because they are clearly destroying your healthy brain cells. Careful brother, I’m the only one with the crazy genes here, I don’t want you stealing my spot light” I said sarcastically, trying to calm the dr
On The Border 3
Angelina’s POVI stepped out of the bus and hurried towards my house, day dreaming about the best cup of hot chocolate that my mom was well known for making during these harsh, cold winter days.Winter in Seattle was always a constant cover of clouds, thunderstorms, and non stop rain, and I adored it like that.You would always find me walking under the rain without an umbrella because of my passion to feel the rain pouring down on me.Even if it ends up giving me pneumonia, I’d still do it.Today was an exception though. It wasn’t a rainy day, but it was still pretty cold. I clutched my black leather jacket around myself tighter as I rounded the corner, went through the building’s front door, entered the hallway, and hurried to get my keys out of my small purse to get inside our cozy small apartment on the ground floor of an old ratty building.We were poor. We didn’t have a lot of money to spend on living in a high end apartment or buying luxurious things we wished we had but didn’t
On The Border 4
Angelina’s POV“Mom! I’m home!” I said as I closed the front door behind me and double locked it out of habit.I shrugged off my leather jacket, hung it on the wooden hanger by the front door, and went into the direction of my small room, itching to change my clothes into my comfy pajamas and planning to trap my mom into making me her delicious hot chocolate. Not that she needed to be thoroughly convinced to do something for me, I only needed to ask and she would do anything I wanted in a heartbeat.I opened my bed room door only to freeze in my tracks. Dread that I’ve never felt before in my entire life, coursed through me like a flood.A scene I would never be able to erase from my head until the day I die took place in a matter of ten seconds.That’s exactly how long it took to make this memory, the single most painful memory I’ll forever live through and never get past. That’s how long it took for that one single moment to scar me, change me, and kill me from the inside.A masked
On The Border 5
Angelina’s POVJust as the driver said that name, abrupt, very loud music started playing ahead.I recognized the song immediately.It was Stay by Justin Bieber.I blinked a few times and even shook my head, thinking I was hearing that song in my head because it made no total sense to be played in such a situation. With men holding guns against us on a high mountain road in god knows where Alaska.Then I saw him.I had no doubt in my head, that was the man they just said his name with deep fear.Lucas Snow.My eyebrows shot up to my forehead and my mouth opened in confusion, because the man was singing and dancing to the music like he had no fucking care in the world.He was the only one dancing and the only one not holding a gun in his hand.The first impression that comes to mind when seeing that man had nothing to do with that terror I heard in these men’s voices and I wondered why they were afraid of him that much. My first impression would be thinking the man was a little… unstab
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