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Gargoyle: A Reawakening (Briarcliff Series, #2)

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GARGOYLE

 

A Reawakening

LORRAINE
BEAUMONT

 

 

 

 

Text Copyright © 2014 by
Lorraine Beaumont

All rights reserved.
Except permitted under the U.S. Copyright Act of 1976., no part of
this publication may be reproduced, distributed, or transmitted in
any form or by any means, or stored in a database or retrieval
system, without the prior written permission of the
publisher.

Owlet Press

F
irst Edition 2014

 

 

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in or encourage piracy of copyrighted materials in

violation of the author’s
rights. Purchase only authorized editions.

Gargoyle Copyright ©2010
by Lorraine Beaumont

Briarcliff Series ©2012 by
Lorraine Beaumont

Briar Cliff Series
Copyright©2012 by Lorraine Beaumont


Elyograg” “Gargoyle”
“Degare’”©2010 by Lorraine Beaumont

 

This is a work of fiction.
Names, characters, places, incidents either are the product of the
author’s imagination or are used fictitiously, and any resemblance
to actual persons, living or dead, businesses, companies, events,
locales is entirely coincidental.

Beaumont, Lorraine,
2012

Briarcliff: A
Reawakening/Gargoyle: a novel/ by Lorraine Beaumont –1st
Ed.

Gargoyle, Degare’.
Elyograg

Copy Edit/Proofreader:
Second Look Editing, L Jones

Beaumont,
Lorraine,

GARGOYLE: A
Reawakening:: a novel/by Lorraine
Beaumont 1
st
ed.

Cover design-By 3L
Designs llc.

Summary: Briarcliff: A
Reawakening: Gargoyle is the second book in the Briarcliff series.
Briarcliff Township may look like any other picturesque town
snuggled into the lush forests of the New England coastline but it
harbors a dark secret.
Seventeen-year-old
Evie Harrington has high expectations for the annual “epic” party
held at Briarcliff Manor: a Gothic Mansion rumored to be haunted.
Cool bands are playing and all the beautiful people will be
attending and of course, her biggest crush ever will be there and
he is finally giving her the time of day. However, when the night
finally arrives whatever expectations she has suddenly takes a
dramatic turn and instead she finds herself in an unlikely world
with an admirer that can’t possibly be real.

Printed in the United
States of America

SMASHWORDS
EDITION

 

 

 

 

GARGOYLE

A Briarcliff Series
Novel

 

TABLE OF
CONTENTS

PART TWO

ILLUSIONS

ENCHANT

WAITING

CONFUSION

REMNANTS

PAYBACK

MEMORIES

PREOCCUPIED

DISCOVERY

DAZED

TWILIGHT

ANXIOUS

REPULSED

REMEBRANCE

CURIOSITY

INDULGENCE

HAUNTED

MAGIC

IDLEWILD

ATTRACTION

ADVERSARY

INFORMATION

BITTERSWEET

INTUITION

FRIGHT

TWISTED

INDECISION

COMPLICATION

UNCERTAIN

BITTEN

DESERTION

 

PART THREE

LOOK WHAT THE CAT DRAGGED
IN

ODDITIES AND
ABSURDITIES

DIVERSIONARY
TACTICS

WICKED IS AS WICKED
DOES

BAD TASTE IN YOUR
MOUTH

WITCHY
WOMAN

SOME THINGS WILL NOT STAY
BURIED

WHAT COMES A
KNOCKING

TAKE A SNEEK PEEK
NOW
FEATURED
ARTISTS/BOOK SOUNDTRACK

Also by Lorraine
Beaumont

 

FOR LELO

Sometimes the light can
play tricks with your eyes. At least that is what Evie thought as
stared at the
boy standing in front of her
now. She had almost taken him out, thinking he was another monster.
Turns out, he was just a boy. Well…not
just
a boy…

PART TWO

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

The full moon cast a hint of light through
the mullioned window of Briarcliff Manor. The statue absorbed the
illumination, shaking off its cold stone facade, shifting back into
the body it once belonged.

 

 

Welcome back to
Briarcliff

 

ILLUSIONS

 

SATURDAY * 12:03 AM

 

Sometimes the light plays tricks with your
eyes. At least that is what Evie thought as she stared at the
stranger in front of her now. She had almost taken him out,
thinking he was another monster. Turns it was just a boy.
Well…not
just
a
boy…


Your face looks pretty
beat up.” His brow creased. “May I?” he asked, his eyes intense,
his deep voice unusually captivating.


Ah…” Words eluded her, so
she nodded.

The tips of his fingers
barely touched her chin, they were really warm. “Not too bad,” he
was saying, closely inspecting her face. She could barely breathe.
She felt hot and prickly at the same time. Lifting her eyes to his,
she sucked in her breath. She felt like someone just punched her in
the gut. Images zipped through her mind like the landscape does
when you are traveling at high speeds, like on a roller
coaster.

Suddenly he dropped his
hand and stepped away, letting out a shaky gust of air.

The images stopped,
jarringly so. Reaching out for the stair, she stumbled back. Once
she felt the worn carpet pile under her hand, she sat down. Every
time she tried to recall what she just saw, her brain shut down.
She couldn’t grasp anything tangible.


Yeah, well… I think you’ll
be okay.” He shoved his hand through his inky black hair. “You
should really ice your jaw though. You know, when you get
home.”


I can’t go
home.”


Why not?” A distressed
look came over his face.


I got left here.” She
didn’t bother to explain by who or why.


That explains it,” he
muttered and then turned, looking irritated.


Explains what?” She rubbed
her hands back and forth on top of her leggings, trying to warm up
her freezing fingers.


Nothing,” he answered
brusquely and walked away.

Evie flinched from his
tone.
What is his problem?
Exhaling heavily, she propped
her chin on her hand. A cricket hopped by the bottom of the
stairs. She stared at it, trying not to look at him, but it was
kind-of hard not to stare. He had broad shoulders and he was tall
too, easily over six feet. The black Zeppelin t-shirt he was
wearing clung to his muscled torso and the loose faded jeans
shredded at the knees hung low on his hips. He was wearing black
Chuck Taylors, originals. Obviously, she could care less about his
shoes but then again, she was partial to Chucks.


So, what are you an expert
or something?” When he turned from the door, her heart did a little
flip.


An expert at what?” He
looked confused.


You know bumps and
bruises, that kind of stuff.” She hoped her voice didn’t really
sound as squeaky and lame to him, as it did to her.

He stared at her for a
moment and then he laughed a little. It was a small sound, just a
breath of a laugh but it still made chills jump over her skin. “No,
not an expert, but I have seen my fair share of bumps and bruises
throughout time.” He pushed the door open and slid his hand down
the side, examining it. “So how did you get yours?” He pushed it
forward. The door groaned eerily in protest. Once again, the ugly
gargoyle knocker came into focus. It drew her eyes to it, just like
before when she first saw it. Then it disappeared from sight when
he looked behind the door.

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