Intended Series Collection: Books 1-6 by Abigail Grant (most important books to read TXT) 📕

me on so many occasions, and not just physically. You have saved my heart. You have ended my nightmares that I thought I’d have to endure forever. And you have made me feel love like I never knew before.

I haven’t said it nearly enough, or at all recently. I love you so much, Gavin. I love every single thing about you and I want so badly to be by your side for the rest of my one hundred plus years. I want even more than that crazy amount of time with you.

Tonight, I am going after Barron. He has been visiting me in my dreams and he is determined to kill all of the people I love, and then me. I made a deal with him, and though he doesn’t know it yet, I have a trick up my sleeve.

By the way, I’m sorry I took your throwing knives, but with their help, I will be free of the rotten curse on my family, and be able to hold you again. Once more, I love you. Please don’t look for me.

Love always,

Your Aella

ISOLATED

Part 4 of the Intended Series

By: Abigail Grant

Chapter 1

It has been almost ten very long days since I left Oregon. I keep thinking that any minute I’ll find the evil demon who called me to this place, but Barron still hasn’t shown himself. He hasn’t been in my dreams either, which I’m grateful for, but incredibly confused. I don’t know how I’m supposed to confront the demon finally, without him actually giving me a single hint as to where he is.

“Meet me in Granbury, Texas,” he said that night. Hello, I’m here you jerk!

I have been staying at a small, antique-looking hotel in the town of Granbury called “The Oaks.” The place itself looks to be a hundred years old, with large cracks crawling up the outside walls and the constant stench of must. It hasn’t been terrible, but being alone is a feeling I am not comfortable with.

This town is cozy and even though each day gets a little colder, now that October is nearly over, the large lake and abundance of trees makes me feel warm and at home. Barron told me that my mother used to live here, and I wonder if she felt at home in this place, or if it was just another pass through for her and my father. I haven’t had the courage to ask around about her.

Today, I have just been walking around, as usual. I figure the more I explore, the sooner I’ll run into that crockety old demon. I decided to try walking by the old lake houses to see what I could find there.

I follow a dirt path between some smaller trees. They stretch over the trail, trying their best to reach each other like a family member coming home. A cold breeze comes from the trail making me pull my scarf higher around my neck. I pick up the pace, hoping that maybe I can run faster than I did a few days ago.

I don’t know what my speed was on the day that I ran on the beach, but it had to have been as fast as any car could go. It was amazingly freeing to run at those speeds.

As I round a large turn in the path, I push myself to a full run. My tennis shoes smack against the hard dirt, and the trees fly past me. I want to laugh at the exhilaration building inside me. I haven’t laughed in a long time.

I stretch myself even faster and the world around me blurs. I feel so strong, but that feeling is forced out of me before I can even blink. I slam hard into something that causes me to fall on my back and groan from the impact. My throbbing head makes my vision go fuzzy, and I can’t focus my eyes on the person standing over me on the trail.

“You were really something there for a moment, weren’t you?” the man says. His voice is unrecognizable to my ears, but something about the way he speaks is so familiar.

I shake my head, and my ponytail flops from side to side as I try to clear the fog. My eyes focus better on the tall man. He's dressed nicely in a cardigan and slacks. His arms seem too large for his lean body and the portion of muscle at the top of his back is so large that it frames his neck. I gasp when I see his face, or rather, his eyes.

The two deep pools of blackness watch me with a devious smirk resting below them. The demon steps closer and offers a hand to me. I refuse to take it.

“Who are you?” I ask him. I can’t imagine it is just a coincidence that I ran into a random demon in the same place I planned to meet Barron.

He waves a hand at me and clicks his tongue. “I am of no importance, but if you feel it necessary, then call me Titus.” He even bows slightly at me, like he has manners somewhere in his soulless body.

I stand shakily, and slowly walk backward. “Nice to meet you, Titus, but uh... I have a super busy schedule. I’d better get going.” I wave at him but his smirk only grows and he pushes his shaggy hair away from his face.

“You do not have a busy schedule, girly. I’ve been watching you for days. Your life is an empty and lonely one.” His words cut me. I don’t expect to bleed, though, because I really have become empty lately, without Gavin.

I continue to back away from Titus, but he follows my slow movements with his own. “Titus, I don’t want to fight you,” I say.

His high pitched cackle fills me with fear to my bones. I have never heard a sound like it. It’s so un-human