Jennifer Black is an American author of paranormal romance novels, urban fantasy, and young adult fantasy novels. She began writing under the pen name Jenna Black in 2006. She published one novel earlier under her other name, Jennifer Barlow, and at least two short stories before that under her birth name.Read about Jenna Black in Wikipedia
Surprisingly, fainting sounded like a really good idea. If I fainted, I'd be unconscious, so I wouldn't have to see the impossible anymore, nor would I have to feel so dizzy and sick. Than maybe when I woke up, all of this would go away and I'd find it was all just a bad dream. The mist started to turn dark around the edges. . . . . For the record: fainting sucks.
I picked up my mocha and stood. The cup was still almost half-full, but I didn't want it anymore. Besides, it was now luke-warm. Which meant I didn't have to worry if it was scalding him when I tossed the remains in Ethan's face. I think Finn might have craked a smileas he held the door open for me, but I wasn't sure.
There is no lock strong enough nor wall thick enough to keep Death out," he murmured, his lips close to my ear so that I could feel the puff of his breath against my skin. The ends of a couple of his braids had found their way under the collar of my flannel night-shirt and tickled the base of my neck. "Are you speaking literally or metaphorically?