Little by little, I pried more of my body through. It was awkward, and the zipper snagged on my hair, so I had to tug at Liz’s blonde strands to get free. I hooked my finger over the zipper and tugged. Now I had to work the zipper down the rest of my body. It took a few tries, but I finally forced my finger through, making a small opening at the top of the bag. Trying to undo a zipper from the inside wasn’t going to be easy by any means. Damn it! I jabbed my pointer finger at the end of the zipper, hoping to make it poke through.
Where was that zipper? I reached up by my head, but the bag was fully zipped-of course. I tried to block out the underworld completely by throwing myself into finding a way to bust out of this bag. I had to focus on my human soul and getting out of this bag. She must be going through a lot.”Īrianna was right. I was seeing double-the body bag and the underworld at the same time.Īrianna grabbed Alex’s hand as he reached for me. My head pounded as Alex and Arianna’s faces invaded my vision. I was sure he’d find the most painful way possible, too. “If Hades suspects what Jodi’s done, he’ll bring her back himself.” Let’s give her time to get settled in her new body, and then we’ll try calling her here.” If she can't figure out how to control her power, history will repeat itself, and her race will become extinct.“She’ll be okay. As if that isn't difficult enough, Jodi discovers she's the chosen one who has to save the rest of her kind from perishing at the hands of Hades. She has to leave her old, normal life behind before she hurts the people she loves.
A branch of necromancers with poisoned blood writhing in their veins.Jodi's deadly to the living and even more deadly to the deceased.
A branch of necromancers that are descendants of Medusa. With a kiss that kills and a touch that brings the dead back to life, Jodi discovers she's part of a branch of necromancers born under the 13th sign of the zodiac, Ophiuchus. The next she's being stalked by some guy no one seems to know.After the stranger, Alex, reveals himself, Jodi learns he's not a normal teenager and neither is she. One minute she's in her junior year of high school, spending time with her amazing boyfriend-to-be and her best friend. Jodi Marshall isn't sure how she went from normal teenager to walking disaster. St Joseph's University (Brooklyn Voices Series).
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