Total pages in book: 140
Estimated words: 140940 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 705(@200wpm)___ 564(@250wpm)___ 470(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 140940 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 705(@200wpm)___ 564(@250wpm)___ 470(@300wpm)
In the coming days, we would face trials that would test the very fabric of our beings. Allies and enemies would reveal themselves. But as long as Emily and I stood together, united in our love and purpose, there was nothing we could not face, no enemy we could not defeat.
Not a cartel.
Not any sicko man.
Not a woman.
Not a ghost.
Nor a witch.
Together, we will kill them all.
And this conviction was not born of arrogance or delusion but of our unshakeable bond. Our shared strength forged in the fire and sealed from death.
The wedding, then, would not just be a celebration of our love, but a declaration of our strength, a signal to all who dared threaten our peace that we were not just survivors, but conquerors.
All will see that when they step onto that roof and hear my lions roaring at them. Cages or not, they all will know. . .
When the dust settled, when the last enemy fell and the final score was tallied, we would emerge victorious, not just in battle, but in life.
Suddenly, Delphine loudly shrieked and held her fisted hands out to her side. “Praise Jesus!”
I looked her way, and in Delphine’s eyes. . .I swore I saw a quick glow before they darkened back to brown.
Then, a huge smile spread across her face. “Praise God.”
“What?”
“My nephew. . .” A tear fell from her eye. “That stubborn boy finally woke up.”
All tension eased from my body.
Thank God, Maxwell. We all need you.