Reborn Heiress: Telepathic Hearts She Conquers

the second Alyssa's back slammed into t

thud echoed throu

blood erupted from her nose and mouth, instantly soa

pped on. The harsh, clinical white light i

tray in her hands. The metal clattered against the s

is balcony. He wore a dark blue silk robe. His eyes locked onto the blo

oling around Alyssa's head, her knees gave out. She collapsed onto the fre

m. His jaw dropped. He stared down at the fake sister he had a

Tears spilled over her eyelashes, her sma

the shadows. They formed a tight, trained perimeter a

hands shook uncontrollably as he pulled out his phone, his thu

e first digit, the index finger

tor instincts from a zombie-infested apocal

eyes snap

ad, her pupils dilated, radiating the ext

hard. She didn't see rotting corpses or mutated

stench of decaying organs. Only the salty breeze of th

dy. She realized instantly that this new vessel had

housekeeper scrambled backward in pure te

r fingernails digging so hard into

his voice cracking. "That's a medic

tinctively went to his Glock, his fingers

rt. She ignored gravity and the screaming p

ther. The sickening crunch of cartilage and bone

of cold, dead calm as she scanned the perimete

to her brain. She recognized the face

stopped trying to stand. She shifted her weight

phone. The vein i

unts to stay in this family?" Julian roared,

wn hands. They were pale, soft, and completely

in her mind. This pathetic body couldn't eve

h heavy static exploded simultaneously insid

ed into powder, and

stopped breathing. Tristan gri

s corpses, staring at each othe