Through the Zombie Glass, Gena Showalter, Gena Showalter [find a book to read txt] 📗

would mean Cole and I were over.It would mean the new life I’d carved for myself hadcrashed and burned.A muscle ticked in Cole’s jaw. “Veronica, meet Ali.li, Veronica. She’s one of the slayers from Atlanta. Ali’sfriend is Kat.”“My girl,” Frosty added, proudly thumping his chest.“In your dreams,” Kat replied.They launched into a heated argument.“Veronica is another of Cole’s exes,” Mackenzie pipedup.Oh, good glory, no!“Not just any ex,” Veronica added, offering me a grin assweet as her voice. “I’m his favorite.”I stiffened, waiting for Cole to say the words Actually,li is my favorite—and she’s not an ex. He didn’t.                “Nice to meet you,” I whispered, fighting panic.Once I hadn’t thought there was a girl more beautifulthan Mackenzie. Now I knew how wrong I’d been.Veronica was. By far. She had perfectly tanned skin, dark glossy hair that was iron-board straight and fell to her shoulders and light green eyes.Mackenzie had dark hair, though hers was curly, anddark green eyes. Put the three of us side by side, and yowouldn’t have to ask who didn’t belong. I had wavy hair so pale it could have been classified as old-granny white,and eyes so blue they bordered on freaky.One of Veronica’s perfect brows lifted. “So you’re theinfamous Ali Bell, huh? The girl with abilities no one canexplain.”I could see the Blood Lines we poured around our homes, a mix of chemicals the zombies couldn’t bypass.My body sometimes became a living flame, ashing everyzombie I touched in seconds, while other slayers couldonly light their hands and needed several minutes toachieve the same results. I could sometimes see into thefuture.I wasn’t sure why I could do these things, or what mademe different. My slaying genes were no more special thaanyone else’s.“Yes,” I said. Cole wouldn’t look at me. Why wouldn’the look at me? “That’s me.”Veronica’s head tilted to the side as she scrutinized me                more intently. “Did you use one of those abilities on myfriend?”I stuttered for a response, but came up empty.“So what if she did?” Kat called, always my backup.“She’s got the boss man wrapped around her little finger.She can do what she wants, to whomever she wants.”How much did I love that girl?Venom leaked into Veronica’s sweetness. “No onewraps Cole Holland around their finger.”Cole left both comments alone as he hopped out of thering. “Later, Ronny. Practice without me.”Ronny? He had an affectionate nickname for Mackenzie,too. Kenze, he sometimes called her. I hated both.He stalked to an open treadmill, motioned me over and pushed a few buttons. “Before you hit the ring, you need to build your stamina back up. Do not—I repeat—do notoverwork yourself.”I closed the distance between us. “You’re right aboutthe stamina, and I can tell you I have no plans to overwor myself, but first we need to talk.”Still he refused to look at me. “Clearly, you had avision with Gavin.”Gavin. The name of the boy I’d just mind-molested. “Y-yes. But that’s not what I want to talk about. This Veronicagirl—”“What did you see?” he said.“I, well, uh...” I couldn’t tell him, and I wouldn’t lie.                So, where did that leave me? “Does it really matter? Itwon’t come true.” I wouldn’t let it.“It matters. It will come true. And we both know it.”Cole walked away without another word—without ever looking back at me.I watched him until he disappeared inside the locker room, my heart creating a staccato beat in my chest.Veronica—Ronny—followed him. She paused at the door,and shedid look back at me.To smirk. Imprint

Publication Date: 02-10-2014

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One of my favorite books and thought you guys might like it. Sorry if the writing is a little messed up.