Redemption (Night Marchers #2) Written by: Rebecca Gober and Courtney Nuckels

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Book: Redemption (Night Marchers #2) Written by: Rebecca Gober and Courtney Nuckels Read Online Free PDF
Author: Courtney Nuckels
Tags: Paranormal, Young Adult, Hawaii, night marchers
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my letter, I don't know much of anything. I haven't pressured you
to tell me anything that happened while you were missing. But, I've
felt disconcerted since you've been back. I don't know if you know
how I truly feel. Then, tonight when those things were
coming...and you were stuck. I just couldn't bare to know that
anything could happen to you or to me without you knowing..."
Tristan puts his finger under my chin pulling my gaze back up to
his. "Emma, I love you." He stares into my eyes as if he
could imprint those words on my heart with a single look. Before I
can respond or look away his lips come crashing down on mine with a
fierceness that I have never felt from Tristan before. His hand is
perched behind my head as if he wants to make sure that I don't
pull away. With my heart beating fast and a million butterflies
doing the waltz in my stomach, I'm swept up in the moment. Closing
my eyes, I let go of all of the anxieties that rest on my shoulder
and allow myself to do what I know I will regret later. As if
sensing my submission, his hand relaxes moving down to my back and
our kiss becomes increasingly gentler as we melt into each
other.
    Tristan is the first to pull away, both of us
a little breathless. He rests his forehead on mine and we both take
a moment to allow the dizziness and frantic heartbeats to settle.
This is when it really hits me. I'm kissing Tristan, who just
confessed his love to me but what about Kai? I haven't even told
Tristan about him. I'm so confused and I have no idea what my
feelings mean. When I'm with Tristan I feel amazing and safe. When
I'm with Kai, I feel that intense electricity and I know deep down
that Kai would do anything for me. He already has. They both
love me. How? Why? I'm not even sure if I love either of them. I’m
not sure if I have ever been in love before, so how could I know
what it feels like? All I know is that I feel so good with both of
them. That can't be right! I do know one thing right now; I am a
horrible person! How can I do this to two men that I care for
deeply? I don’t deserve either of them at all! I pull away from
Tristan putting a little bit of distance between us.
    Tristan cuts me off from my self-bashing,
"Emma, did I upset you? What's wrong?" He must have taken my
distancing myself for being something he did, which makes me feel
even more horrid.
    Looking into his amazingly beautiful blue
eyes, I’m filled with sincerity. Thinking about how wretched I am
leaves me speechless. Gazing down, the waterworks begin and I can't
hold back my tears anymore.
    "Emma, it's okay..." I look up and it's as if
tonight's events spring to his mind alerting him of an unanswered
question. His body goes rigid, "Emma... Why did you fight
against me when I was trying to save you from the Night
Marchers?"
    I look up at him and I can't help myself, my
sobbing just increases. I know I look like a blubbering fool but I
don't know what to say or where to start. I still haven't spoken to
anyone about what happened when I was gone and I’m still harboring
a massive amount of guilt. I just don't know if I'm ready to lay
everything on the table yet.
    Tristan braces both of his arms on my
shoulders and I begin to wonder if he's going to shake me. He
doesn't though, he just says seriously: "It's okay Emma, you can
tell me..." He exhales a shaky breath, as I'm sure the thought
popping into his head is an unpleasant one. "Tonight is not the
first night you have seen the Night Marchers...Am I right?" Tristan
reaches his hand up towards my hair and lifts it out of my eyes in
a tender gesture.
    My crying becomes more frantic as I think of
what transpired and how I could word everything that has happened
to me. I pull away and stand up turning away from Tristan trying to
privately compose myself. If I were not so emotionally exhausted I
would be worried about how bad my eyes look right now or if my
mascara is running everywhere. I have no energy to worry though. I
wipe my eyes and take
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