Like I mentioned in my previous post, I'm not going to do any more fourth book teasers for a little while. I may put a small teaser on Facebook or Twitter randomly, but I'm not going to put any long teasers up for a few weeks. However, I will still do something on Tuesdays.
I asked everyone on my
Facebook page what they wanted for this week: a deleted scene or a bonus POV from Descending Darkness because I have both and I got a lot more votes for the short deleted scene. I will upload the Bonus POV next Tuesday for anyone who voted for that option.
Here is a deleted scene from Descending Darkness. If you haven't read the book yet, don't read the deleted scene! This scene was cut out from the book because I thought it was a little too much too soon. ;)
I've also uploaded this my
Wattpad page if you'd rather read it on there!
**This is unedited, so I'm sorry if there are a lot of errors in it**
Hearing the door open, I prop
myself up on my elbows and look toward the bathroom. I know that my mouth falls
open and based on the slight smile on Colton’s face, my eyes are probably
extremely wide.
I gasp and try to look away…but
I’m human after all. Colton smirks and takes a couple steps toward me. I pushed
myself up further the closer her gets. Biting my lip, I try to keep my eyes on
his face, but it is extremely difficult.
Colton is walking toward me with
nothing but a towel wrapped low around his waist. His hair is slicked back from
his running his fingers through it. My eyes travel from his hair and down to
his shoulders. Water is dripping from the end of his hair onto his broad
shoulders. I follow the water droplets as they cascade down his bare muscular
chest, dipping into the grooves between his abdominal muscles, before soaking
into the edge of the already wet towel.
It feels like my heart is trying
to beat out of my chest. I’m sure that he can hear it the closer he gets to me.
Stopping at the edge of the bed, Colton reaches forward and grabs my hand,
pulling me up. I let him move me. Standing in front of him, I tilt my head up,
so I can look at him in the eyes. I try to ignore the fact that his very
muscular bare chest is right in front of me. I really want to reach out and
wipe away the water running down his skin. I place my right hand behind my back
to keep from doing exactly that.
His fingers graze my forearm as
he grabs onto the end of my hair and twirls it around his finger. I take
another step toward him, not caring that if I go any further I’ll get wet. I
tilt my head up again, waiting for him to look back at me. His eyes slowly
travel up to my eyes as he starts leaning forward. Instead of waiting for him
to come to me, I meet him halfway. Standing on my tiptoes, I press my lips to
his.
I wrap my arms around his neck
and press closer to him. Colton’s hands find their way into my hair. Deepening
the kiss, he takes a step forward, pressing me back into the mattress. I run my
fingers through his damp hair and he carefully keeps his weight off of me. I
honestly don’t know how I refused him twice before. If I knew his kisses were
going to be like this, I wouldn’t have waited so long. I wouldn’t have been
able to.
He’s being too gentle with me
and I want more. I need more. Tightening my grip around his neck, I pull him
closer. Not expecting me to do that, Colton falls on top of me, and I
immediately gasp when his body lands on mine. Hearing it, Colton pushes his
weight off of me. “Ry,” he whispers inches from my face. My eyes land on the
lips that were just on mine. I want him to kiss me again. Why did he stop?
I close my eyes when his breath
hits my cheeks. This is new. This feels different…more intimate. I’ve never
felt like this with anyone before. As if sensing that, Colton pushes himself up
further so he’s propped above me no longer touching me. Opening my eyes, I meet
his green ones.
Pushing even further away,
Colton stares down at me for a couple of seconds without saying anything.
“What?” I whisper to him when the silence starts to get to me.
“You’re scaring me Ry.” He rolls
to the side and readjusts the towel around his waist. I sit up and wait for him
to continue. I can tell that there is more to that statement. “All this stuff
keeps happening to you and it freaks me out every time you go into a vision or
get pulled into the dream world.”
Colton keeps talking, but I feel
my attention going elsewhere again. “Ry,” Colton waves a hand in front of my face,
and tilts my chin up again so that I’m looking directly at him.
“I can’t concentrate with you
like that,” I wave towards his bare chest. Even with his hand beneath my chin,
my eyes follow a drop of water slowing sliding down his shoulder.
“What if I never see you again?
I can’t live with that,” he whispers and the tone his voice draws me back. He’s
really worried.
Something going to happen to you?
“No, Olive. I’m fine.” I look
back at my soulmate, making sure to keep my eyes focused on his eyes and
nothing else. “It’s scaring me too. I want nothing more than to be a normal
teenage girl, doing normal teenage stuff, but I’m not. Anything could happen to
me, but I’ve accepted that. I’ve told you this before. I need you promise that
if something does happen to me, you won’t do anything drastic.”
“I can’t promise that.”
“You have to promise me that,
Colton!” I demand as I stand up and glare at him, no longer needing to force my
gaze. I need him to promise me.
Grabbing onto the towel to keep
it in place, Colton stands up and moves towards me. He stands his ground, but
doesn’t yell back. “Ryanne, I can’t lose you. I just can’t.”