Girl of NightmareseBook - 2012
Girl of Nightmares is the thrilling sequel to Kendare Blake's critically acclaimed Anna Dressed in Blood .
It's been months since the ghost of Anna Korlov opened a door to Hell in her basement and disappeared into it, but ghost-hunter Cas Lowood can't move on.
His friends remind him that Anna sacrificed herself so that Cas could live--not walk around half dead. He knows they're right, but in Cas's eyes, no living girl he meets can compare to the dead girl he fell in love with.
Now he's seeing Anna everywhere: sometimes when he's asleep and sometimes in waking nightmares. But something is very wrong...these aren't just daydreams. Anna seems tortured, torn apart in new and ever more gruesome ways every time she appears.
Cas doesn't know what happened to Anna when she disappeared into Hell, but he knows she doesn't deserve whatever is happening to her now. Anna saved Cas more than once, and it's time for him to return the favor.
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“Jesus. I have become the thing they call the third wheel.”
“Every time I question him about the feasibility, he smiles at me like he's Yoda and I'm just a dumbass without the Force.”
"Thomas and Carmel stand by my bed, looking down on me with bruises and scarred necks. Maybe somewhere my dad is looking on too. Maybe while being batted at by a hair-pulling black cat. My smile stretches wider. My way is clear."
"The ground shakes beneath Anna's body. She steadies herself with her hands and cowers as something somewhere not far away bellows. The sound is inhuman, echoing off a million walls. Sweat prickles down my spine and my legs move on their own; her fear drives me halfway to my feet. "Anna, tell me how to find you. Do you know?" Her hands cover her ears and her head whips back and forth. The window between us is thinning, or widening, I can't tell which; a foul smell of rot and wet rocks floats wide open. Let it burn me up. I don't care. When she sacrificed herself for us, when she dragged him down - And all at once I know who it is that's there with her. "It's him, isn't it?" I shout. "It's the Obeahman. Are you trapped with him?!"
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