Death of Day: Girl of Glass, #0.5

By Megan O'Russell

Death awaits those left outside the domes, but within the darkness lies salvation.

Raina McNay is dying. When a man offers the key to Raina's survival, she leaps into a world where danger and blood reign. Without the rules society demands, Raina discovers the monsters she fears may hide in the light.

Before Nola walked in the open air, before Nightland ruled the city. Take the first steps of Raina's journey into the night.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Ink Worlds Press
• Release date: May 23, 2019
• ISBN: 9781393996415

Megan O'Russell

Megan started writing when she discovered playing Cordelia in King Lear leaves you way too much time waiting backstage. She began her career as an author during an ill-fated trip to Oz. She hasn't stopped writing (even when living on a tour bus) since. Megan's wanderlust has led her all over the globe. When she's not planning her next escapade, she's diving into fantasy worlds where she doesn't have to worry about what rules she's supposed to follow or how many pairs of socks she can fit in her suitcase. Her love of storytelling has helped Megan weave her real-life exploits into seven different book series. From the epic fantasy world of Ilbrea to the paranormal dystopian romance of Girl of Glass, there is always is a new way to escape into adventure. Megan would love to connect with you on Instagram, Twitter, Facebook, or TikTok but feels obliged to warn you in advance that you will be hearing about her cats…a lot. If you want to stay up to date on all Megan's books and adventures (and hear about her cats) you can find all her social media links, including where to sign up for her readers community at: https://linktr.ee/meganorussell For film and TV rights inquiries: [e-mail]

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Death of Day

Death of Day

A Girl of Glass Story

Megan O’Russell

Ink Worlds Press

Visit our website at www.MeganORussell.com

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

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Death of Day

Copyright © 2019, Megan O’Russell

Editing by Christopher Russell

Interior Design by Christopher Russell

All rights reserved.

No part of this publication may be used or reproduced in any manner whatsoever without written permission, except in the case of brief quotations embodied in critical articles and reviews. Requests for permission should be addressed to Ink Worlds Press.

Printed in the United States of America

Death of Day

Contents

Chapter 1

Chapter 2

Chapter 3

Chapter 4

Discover the Domes

Afterword

Chapter One

About the Author

Also by Megan O’Russell

Chapter One

The buzzing beat of the music cut through the pounding in her head. Sweat slicked Raina’s skin as she wove through the dancers. The sweet smell of booze filled the dark room. Even the stench of the rotting city couldn’t compete with that of the club. In the Rev there was nothing but the moment, and flesh, and the thumping stronger than a heartbeat.

A man snaked his arm around Raina’s waist, drawing her toward him. She didn’t bother turning to see his face as his stubbled chin brushed against her cheek and his teeth nibbled the edge of her ear.

Let him have a taste.

She swayed with him for a moment, feeling the aging wooden floor bend beneath the weight of the crowd.

The man slid his hand from her waist to her neck. He closed his fingers around her throat. With a laugh, Raina elbowed him in the stomach and ducked under his arm. She didn’t turn to look at him as he cursed over the music.

You okay? a man with hair spiked high shouted in her ear as she stepped up to the bar.

Fine. Raina pulled bills from her bra, waving them at the bartender.

He should be kicked out for that, the spike head said. I can go get the bouncer.

Don’t bother.

She caught the bartender’s eyes.

His chest shook with laughter, though she couldn’t hear the sound. He grabbed a full bottle from the shelf and tossed it to Raina.

Planning on a good night? spikey asked.

Sorry, I don’t have enough to share. Raina slipped past him to the far corner of the club.

A hand reached for hers, luring her back into the dance. She brushed it aside, not caring who had offered to be her partner.

The vibrations of the music shook her lungs as she neared the wall of speakers. Raina gulped down air like a child swallowing pills for the first time.

A man as wide as the door she sought blocked her path.

Raina