By Joss Ware
The 3rd installment in a brilliantly darkish, targeted paranormal global by means of Colleen Gleason, writing as Joss Ware. From the raging fires, 5 males emerge with notable new powers. they're humankind's final desire . . . yet they can not live to tell the tale this darkish, ravaged global by myself . . . Quentin Fielding had every thing. funds. energy. ladies. yet now that civilization is all yet annihilated, Quent desires just one factor: revenge. Harnessing a wierd new "gift," he embarks on a dangerous undertaking to discover the guy liable for the chaos and destruction, the guy he must have killed years in the past: his father. just one factor stands in his way--a mysterious, arrow-wielding attractiveness . . . Zo? Kapoor is on her personal quest for vengeance, looking for the immense fiends who murdered her relatives. quickly she and Quent subscribe to jointly, touring throughout the ruins of the area they as soon as knew as a determined wish builds among them. Drawing towards an enemy they by no means imagined, Zo? and Quent needs to abandon all worry, abandon all remorse, abandon the evening . . . "High-stakes motion and scorching romance." --Lara Adrian
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Then he set the cup down. “Nothing’s really wrong,” he said. “I just have a lot of things that need to be attended to. ” asked the old man with a wry smile. ” Rogan nodded, his lips in a grim smile. “Their loss,” he said. Then the corners of his eyes crinkled with real humor. ” Lou laughed, his eyes gleaming behind their glasses. ” Then he sobered. “If the Strangers knew we were on to them, we’d be fucked before we even had a chance to do anything. And since most people haven’t experienced the horrors Jade has seen and lived through, they simply can’t and won’t believe that the Strangers are interested only in controlling and suppressing us.
Government’s National Security Administration, had also been a member of the Cult of Atlantis. A variety of clues had helped them put the pieces together that the gangas, who came out only at night and called for “Ruuuth…ru-uthhh…” were really calling for Remington Truth, searching for him by order of the Strangers. The fifty-some-year-old Truth had had blond or silvery hair, which explained why the gangas abducted anyone with light hair. As for brunettes and redheads…they were simply mauled and torn apart if caught by a ganga.
Zoë half laughed, half gasped in surprise and delight as he took over, as he wasted no time before he brought them into the long, sleek rhythm. The ride turned frantic, and Quent lost all sense of details but for the soft gasps and sighs, the slide of leg, the scrape of nails, soft lips, the rising, gathering pleasure, and everything became slick and hot and pounded through him, barreling to the edge…and over. At the last second, he remembered, somehow, and twisted away with a deep grunt of release and effort…blinding pleasure trammeling through him as he reached what he needed.
Abandon the Night by Joss Ware