Page 16 of Trust the Fall

Hell is everything they warned about.

Deceptive. Depraved. Evil.Hurry, Luke. Find me.

“How long have you been here?” the man asks, pulling my attention toward him.

“I don’t know. I’ve lost track of time.” My words come out dejected and pitiful, the effect this place has already had on me not sitting right.

He chews on the inside of his cheek. “Shit’s gotten out of control,” he says, running a large, tanned hand through his tangled, unruly locks. “You should avoid sleeping if this is how it’s going to go.”

My eyes widen as the black T-shirt that molds to his chest perfectly rises, showing a sculpted stomach and a delicious V that disappears into his dark jeans.

I clear my throat, turning away from the unintentional show.

Pull yourself together, Tori.

“I’m River.”

Reaper of the Underworld.Great.