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Baptism Of Fire

Chapter 5 A RIDE TO THE ABYSS

Word Count: 860    |    Released on: 29/09/2021

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le bag. I scowled seeing my mother blowing a cigarette's smoke on our balco

t going

s place right away, which is just few blocks fr

their gate w

ught you'll ditch me. I'm about

" I snapp

n when we heard a bee

s." Evan peak

nswered back with a grin that e

we enter the van. I guess they're still drowsy j

s house," Evan said as soon as we suited

e invited the whole class too. Y

managed to invi

t guy doesn't even give a damn about

rs to burry himself w

d close my eyes before

le moon illuminating the dark sky,

of the night. It's a good thing that I bring a ja

inside the van." I was snapped ba

ing for her. It's been almost half an hour sin

rd time finding my sexiest bikini. You know, I

at their place is secluded, we're the o

n, a beaut

he didn't say a thing. Good, I have no ti

f to go," Evan, who's sitting in

the students from our class. E

To my surprise, Sloane's face wel

upied, Lauren. You have no

o made a peace sign upon seeing

to me. Don't you realize that other girls are fantasizin

your bullcrap, shit face. I never wanted

way of showing your undyin

ed my eyes and muttered 'jerk' enough f

e in a situation like

er house and we're good to go," Evan

phone rang. "Guys, Aerin just texted me, she said sh

her? That's new. I thought she could

se right now? They had a business tri

e," Pierce answered wh

he smiled heartly that mak

he g

Hel

d my reddened face a

ane is sitting in the middle of I and Ash

I was about to go to my dreamland when someone held my head and rest

-out. Never it did cross my mind that this trip

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Baptism Of Fire
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“Lauren Brienne Lewis was caught up on the catastrophe of her classmates' dreadful past. All of them are being killed one after another. Will she find the significant fragments of the conundrum before it's too late? A tormented soul's vengeance scorches more than a pyre. The wind will ripple in cold despair, the moon will bath in blood. The restraints of secrets long burried in oblivion will shatter. Her awakening will kindle noxious flames of mystery How will they be able to escape the scythes of death?”