Everbound (Everneath, Book 2)
Brodi Ashton
Language: English
Pages: 174
ISBN: 2:00191221
Format: PDF / Kindle (mobi) / ePub
In Brodi Ashton's breathtaking sequel to Everneath--about which New York Times bestselling author Ally Condie said, "Ashton's lovely storytelling and strong-on-her-own-terms main character set this one apart. Wonderful!"--Nikki must travel through the underworld to be reunited with the love of her life.
Ever since Nikki Beckett watched as her boyfriend, Jack, sacrificed himself to save her, taking her place in the dark Tunnels of the Everneath for eternity, she's been living a borrowed life. Desperate for answers, Nikki turns to Cole, the immortal bad boy who wants to make her his queen--and the one person least likely to help. But his heart has been touched by everything about Nikki, and he agrees to help in the only way he can: by taking her to the Everneath himself. Nikki and Cole descend into the Everneath, only to discover that their journey will be more difficult than they'd anticipated--and more deadly. But Nikki vows to stop at nothing to save Jack--even if it means making an incredible sacrifice of her own.
Inspired by the Persephone myth, the captivating first book in this series, Everneath, earned a VOYA Perfect Ten of 2011 and a Whitney Award!
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Tunnels, I have to go now before Jack gets chosen for a slaughter.” He put his head in his hands, exasperated. “The Shades were seconds away from tearing you apart like a turkey wishbone.” “I would find a better hiding place this time.” He raised his voice. “There’s no hiding your energy!” He paused. “They found you because your broken heart leaked, and they picked up on your human energy. If I hadn’t saved you they’d have turned you into a Nikki-kabob.” “But my energy didn’t leak until I got
skin showing than the last time I was here, evidence of the summer weather. Because I was alone, I easily slipped through the congested areas and settled into a spot on the edge of the first riser. The Dead Elvises’ popularity had grown in the past few months. They’d released a couple of new songs, and rumor was they were going to debut one tonight. Since the concert was technically a secret, there was no guest list at the entrance. People would file in until the crowd threatened the fire
PROLOGUE Ancient Greeks called it the Underworld or Hades. Ancient Egyptians called it Aaru or the Duat. Both believed it was a place for the souls of the dead. Both were wrong. Those who know the truth call it the Everneath, and it’s not an afterlife. It’s a place for the Everliving and the Forfeits. The Everliving are immortals who survive by feeding on the emotions of humans. Forfeits are humans trapped in the Tunnels of the Everneath, being drained of all energy to supply the Everneath
heels and watched me. He was waiting for me again. “Um.” My voice sounded weird. “So how are we going to get down?” He gave me a wry smile and helped me up. “You’re going to walk.” It took us forty-five minutes to cover a distance that had taken me fifteen minutes to climb. But we made it. He got my leg elevated on the cooler and put a bag of ice on it. Then he built a fire with the practiced hands of a Boy Scout, and we roasted marshmallows while we waited for Will and Jules to finish. The
enough and long enough to draw blood. A tiny drop formed at the site, growing bigger until it began to run down my leg. I watched it go, gravity pulling it down my shin, my ankle, all the way to my foot. When it was about an inch away from reaching the quilt, I sprang off the bed. I could wallow for days at a time on my bed, but I wasn’t about to spill blood on the sheets. My reasoning sounded ridiculous even to me. But I was standing. And headed to the shower. Two full mugs of coffee later,
