Novels by Jonette Lexine

Alex kept running to put distance between her and the hospital so the guards couldn’t find her by daylight with the hounds. Exhausted, she walked in pain as the stones and tree roots were too much against the soft tender skin of her feet. She suddenly looked around nauseous as the darkness slowly crept towards to her. She woke up next to a tree, her feet in agony from all the thorns she had stepped on the night before while running to freedom. Through her eyes, she saw a black shadow in front of her almost close enough to touch. Alex closed her eyes for about a minute or two until opening her eyes revealing a boy looking straight at her. Now wide awake in fear, she watched as he carefully wrapped clean bandages around her bloody feet which were numb from pain. Alex examined the boy while he continued to help her wounds. She quietly observed the boy’s face and noticed that he his irises had a unique coloring to them. They were the color of fresh blood that f

Alex silently waited hours for the day to go by so she could follow through with her plan. She had skipped lunch at noon due to the wave of loneliness that engulfed her without Walnut at her side. Sitting patiently on her bed, she waited for her cat to return as it stopped raining. She finally builds up the courage to stand up and leave her room when she heard her stomach rumble with hunger. Walking suspiciously through the halls, she observed the patterns of the cameras that hung above her head in every corner. Alex stopped walking and looked to her right seeing where the door of the security room was ajar as if someone had forgotten to close it.I wonder what’s in there. She thought, her curiosity pulling her towards the door.Looking back, she waited for the right moment to enter without being seen. Most of the workers of the hospital were helping the nurses guide the patients to the cafeteria which gave her the moment

Alexandria saw blood splatter against the white paint. Bodies lay on the floor. Her parents. Their eyes were glassy. She remembered the exact day it occurred. In the autumn month of October. That was also the day she lost it. Her dreams of the memory replayed over and over again inside her mind. She would see dark shadows lurking in every corner. She was terrified. Why were these shadows following her? What did they want? She had nothing to offer them. She woke up and looked around the room. It was another day in the hospital. Alexandria sat on her bed silently gazing out the window at the ten-foot brick wall, separating the mental hospital from the wild forest. She can recognize the large trees in the distance. Each one marking the New York landscape. A few trees were starting to change color signifying the beginning of fall. She had been trapped in for four years because of the state of her mental health after her parents murder. At only twenty-one years old, she was different fro