Caught by the Blizzard: A romantic winter thriller (Tellure Hollow Book 1)

Contents

Caught by the Blizzard

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A note from the author

Prologue

Chapter 1

Chapter 2

Chapter 3

Chapter 4

Chapter 5

Chapter 6

Chapter 7

Chapter 8

Chapter 9

Chapter 10

Chapter 11

Chapter 12

Chapter 13

Thank you!

Excerpt from Playing with Power

Excerpt from Chaos

Caught
by the

Blizzard

 

 

Adele Huxley

 

 

This book is work of fiction. Names, characters, places, and incidents are either the product of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously, and any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, events, or locales is entirely coincidental. This book contains explicit material and is intended for readers 18 years or older.

 

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2014 by Adele Huxley

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The Tellure Hollow Series

 

 

The Playing with Power Series

 

 

Chaos

STOP!

Don’t continue any further until you’ve read this!

The Tellure Hollow Series
is a two book series with cliffhangers. This means the story will be concluded at the end of
Saved by the Blizzard,
which is out now. If this isn’t your thing, no worries! My whole goal is to create stories and characters you enjoy, but if you hate the sweet stress of a cliffhanger, I get it. I’m more into delayed gratification, but whatever floats your boat. ;)

I've become a big fan of the two-book series. Readers can pick up the first book risk free, explore a new genre or author. Then hopefully they're happy to support the author by buying the conclusion. I want to make it as easy as possible for you to dive into a new book! The entire series totals more than 600 pages.

These books contain swearing, sex, use of legal and illegal substances, and violence. In other words, this story is for mature audiences. Enjoy!

Adele x

STOP!

Don’t continue any further until you’ve read this!

The Tellure Hollow Series
is a two book series with cliffhangers. This means the story will be concluded at the end of
Saved by the Blizzard,
which is out now. If this isn’t your thing, no worries! My whole goal is to create stories and characters you enjoy, but if you hate the sweet stress of a cliffhanger, I get it. I’m more into delayed gratification, but whatever floats your boat. ;)

I've become a big fan of the two-book series. Readers can pick up the first book risk free, explore a new genre or author. Then hopefully they're happy to support the author by buying the conclusion. I want to make it as easy as possible for you to dive into a new book! The entire series totals more than 600 pages.

These books contain swearing, sex, use of legal and illegal substances, and violence. In other words, this story is for mature audiences. Enjoy!

Adele x

My eyes returned to the bag of blue liquid dangling over my head. I watched it drip, drip, drip. I followed the snaking blue tube all the way down to the crease of my elbow before it disappeared behind a criss-cross of medical tape. The nurse had said it would take a little while to kick in but I was already starting to feel woozy. The way my skin buzzed wasn’t entirely unpleasant and I thought I might actually enjoy a high like this given any other circumstance.

I laid in my hospital bed fully prepped for surgery and absolutely terrified. Just as the panic clenched my chest with overwhelming strength, my father appeared, pulling a chair close to the edge of my bed. I knew what he was going to say before he even opened his mouth.

“You don’t have to do this.” He brushed my bangs away from my face. The concern in his eyes was enough to break my heart. Lord knows the last thing I wanted to do was cause this man any more grief in his life.

I closed my eyes and smiled tightly. “I do, Dad. I don’t have any other choice.”

His head dropped and he nodded. “I had to say it one last time.” He looked up and reached for the stuffed horse I had beside me. “I’m glad you have Dapples.”

The drugs lowered my defenses. The walls I normally had securely in place seemed little more than chicken wire. As he held the stuffed animal in his big hands, hot tears rolled down my face. “They said I could bring him in. It’ll be like when I got my tonsils out. That’s when Mom got him for me.” My voice quivered. I was stoned, scared, and on the verge of sobbing.

“Oh darlin’…” he said as he hugged me. I rested my chin on his big shoulder, blinking back the tears as best I could. My eyes found the IV bag and I was surprised to see it mostly empty. I hugged him with my right arm, the only thing that wasn’t connected to some monitor or needle.

“It’s okay, Dad. She always said Dapples would make sure everything went smoothly.” I took a big, shuddering breath as I tried to calm myself. My voice sounded so young, so tiny. “It’ll be like she’s here.”

My father hastily wiped tears from his face as he returned to his seat. I saw how bloodshot his eyes were and I knew he hadn’t been getting enough sleep. I hated that I was the reason for it. “I’ll be here when you wake up.”

“I know. I love you, Daddy,” I replied. I could hear the slur in my voice, my tongue unable to shape the words properly.

That’s one of the last moments I remember clearly. At some point the nurse came in to say the doctors were ready. I hugged my dad one last time and they wheeled my bed out of the quiet room and down the hall. The ceiling lights became a blinding kaleidoscope. A mask was put over my face and a woman with a kind voice asked me to count backwards from one hundred.

My next memory was waking up in the recovery room, disoriented, and in the worst pain of my life.

 

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