HTT is going to hitting kindles in TWO WEEKS. ARCs are out and I’m feeling really good about the reviews that have been coming in. I’m pretty positive that you’ll fall in love with Felix and Willa. If you didn’t get an ARC no worries… here is a sneak peek of HTT just for you!
𝐏𝐫𝐞𝐨𝐫𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐜𝐨𝐩𝐲 𝐨𝐟 𝐇𝐈𝐒 𝐓𝐎 𝐓𝐎𝐑𝐌𝐄𝐍𝐓 𝐓𝐎𝐃𝐀𝐘!!!
⇢ 𝐀𝐦𝐚𝐳𝐨𝐧 𝐔𝐧𝐢𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐚𝐥: https://mybook.to/histotorment
⇢ 𝐀𝐦𝐚𝐳𝐨𝐧 𝐔𝐒: https://amzn.to/3AxR8d7
⇢ 𝐀𝐝𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐆𝐨𝐨𝐝𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐬: https://bit.ly/histotormentgr
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Gunfire fills the air as we sprint forward through the opening. Pain radiates up my legs as my bare feet slap against the floor, shards of broken tile and glass piercing my skin with each step. Felix pulls me to a stop, pressing our bodies against the living room wall, before ducking back into the opening and firing another shot. I hear a cry of pain come from the other room.
He must have hit someone. But how many more are there?
“There are too many of them. You need to go, bambolina.” (You need to go, little doll)
“No!” I shout, wrapping my arms tightly around his waist and burying my nose in his chest. “I won’t leave without you.”
Painful sobs wrack my body as he fires off a few more shots, the muscles of his chest constricting tightly with each movement. I know I should run out the door behind us to safety, but I can’t bring myself to leave. Felix risked everything to save me. Everything he’s ever known to protect me from Joseph, and I won’t leave him alone.
“Willa.” He groans as I pull away, wanting desperately to see his face. “I couldn’t live with myself if something happened to you.”
“And I can’t live without you!” I scream, swiping at the continuous stream of tears rolling down my cheeks. “You promised you’d always be with me, and I’m holding you to that.”
Felix’s gaze locks with mine as he releases the empty clip before pulling another out of his pocket to reload. He fires off a few more shots before turning back to me. “Head directly to the car. There’s a set of keys in the visor. Start the car, and I’ll be right behind you.”
It seems silly to make him promise at a time like this, but I know Felix. If he promises to be right behind me, he will be. He may have done horrible things in his lifetime, but he has never once broken his word. Especially to me.
“I promise. Now go, Willa!” he shouts before ducking out from behind the wall and firing toward our attackers.
I don’t waste any time moving straight for the front door, flinging it open and heading directly toward the car. Bullets continue to rain down around me as men approach the other side of the yard, attempting to box us in.
Get to the car. Get to the car. Get to the car, I chant repeatedly to myself to keep focus. If not, I’ll fall apart, choking on my fears. Somehow, I make it to the car and climb inside, finding the keys exactly where he said they’d be.
“You thought you could escape us,” a sinister voice shouts as he rips open the door, pointing a gun directly at me.
My eyes drift closed as my muscles lock in fear, waiting for the pain that I know is coming.
𝐏𝐫𝐞𝐨𝐫𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐜𝐨𝐩𝐲 𝐨𝐟 𝐇𝐈𝐒 𝐓𝐎 𝐓𝐎𝐑𝐌𝐄𝐍𝐓 𝐓𝐎𝐃𝐀𝐘 ⇢ https://mybook.to/histotorment