right? I work in a flower shop. I know a funeral arrangement when I see one.
too. And one is standing in my hospital room right now, straight behind the man
who saved my life.
die. So I do the next best thing. I “lose” my memory.
brutal attempted murder has its perks. The killer is backing down, spending
less time around me, loosening the noose.
“remember.” I hate lying to him.
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ATF Agent Bradley never suspected that the pretty, charismatic bastard was
actually an unrepentant thief, born to be an outlaw.
When the moment comes to take my revenge on Victoria’s father, will I be able
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I didn’t survive growing up in the nation’s most violent cult only to be taken
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clubhouse I knew she was off-limits. That wasn’t going to stop me from making
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bring two separated lovers together, but can they survive the walk through
to be rough, but she never dreamed she’d come up against anyone quite like
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finding out just how wrong we were. The world has another plan for us and it
involves tearing us apart at any cost – even murder.
that doesn’t seem to be enough to keep us together. Doesn’t matter how hard I
try, he is ripped from my life and from my heart. What do I do? Fight? Or
Flight? Maybe I should just run from the terror that fills our lives now.
love Andrea, but can I give her up to save her? My love for her is destroying
us both. The dream of a life we had together is slowly becoming the nightmare
that unravels us for good. If you love something, set it free. Right?
You’ve heard from Andi and Rober. Meet Him…Will you survive?
HIM (Burn baby burn)
light it up myself.” I try to find Gina as she darts around the Kids for Keeps
shelter sloshing gasoline in every direction. “Damn it, some precision would be
nice. She’s going to have to do that side again.” Unbelievable. This never
should have taken this long to start.
Sitting in my blue Honda Civic across from Site 21 on the Carson property, rolling my finger over the barrel of the lighter, clicking it
reflexively, I watch as the little minion reads my mind and corrects her errors
to hurry, or how fucking sloppy she is,” I snarl, not that she can hear me, not
that it would stop me from saying it to her face. She goes around the building
again to destroy the evidence. Then I wait for her to get back in the car. I know I need to be patient. This is almost like
an art form. It has to be done right. I flick the ash off my cigarette
before I bring it to my mouth and take a long,
satisfying drag. The smoke intermingles with the lyrics floating through the
car. Shakin’ Hands by Nickelback.
seat, I watch as the shadows move outside the vehicle. The sun slides from the
sky and drowns light into darkness. A chill from the outside ebbs into the car
through the cracked window and raises the hair on my uncovered arms. The blur
of a fast-moving shadow toward the back of the building causes my heart to skip
even though I know who it is. I stare at the flames as they dance in the
evening. With the wind increasing tonight, the smoke from the fire starts to
funnel above the building quickly, the combustion eminent as embers start to
spark taking flight on the breeze.
up will be a warming sight. A simple sacrifice. Two sacrifices actually, the building and the girl.
view. I can’t help but celebrate in how good it feels to watch the sparks. The
building starts to hum with energy as flames start to lick the sides of the
don’t hustle you are going to be left here.” Slow as she is, it’s nice that I
found someone who was so willing to please me; whether it’s mindless sex or
blowing up a building. I watch as my
assistant sprints from one side of the building to the other doubling back to
be thorough. “Good girl. Pick up the pace.”
were open a bit more and the wind shifted,
I would be able to smell the fumes – revenge and gasoline.
me to make sure that there is still no traffic by foot or car passing through
the lot’s entrance. There would be no way out or to hide if that happened, and
that would definitely fuck with our plan. Debating on who would take interest
at this time of evening, we could hypothetically knock them out until we
finish, but then it would get messy with a witness.
just show up at random on this site, wouldn’t
she? Funny how she thinks it’s hers. This whole concept, this idea – it’s my
site. How she ever thought she would get to take privilege in my ideas, my
money and turn them into her own personal profit is infuriating. Andrea being a
part of this whole cyclone of fucked up, is about to come to an end. Her days
where she rides free off my accomplishments are numbered. I don’t care who she
is. This isn’t something she gets to claim. It’s mine. If I have to watch her
and MY projects go up in smoke and flames — I will.
women.” Muttering under my breath, I roll down the window and wave the red
haired accomplice over to the car to get in. We can’t be here any longer, done
or not. She gets in the car, her body and clothes smell of gasoline, wood
damage and singed flesh from electrical burns. Huffing she tries to regain
control of her breath. Turning toward me, she waits for my response and next
was like a wild untamable bitch. That slut couldn’t take a command to save her
life. Complete disobedience. This one is like a dog ready to whelp.
compared to Andrea, but at least she is compliant. Of course that’s how Andrea
would suck you in – she’d blind you to her ways and play with your feelings.
Everything to her — a seduction game, even if it wasn’t hers to seduce. Now I get to repay the favor.
address the expectant woman in my car, I nod and blow smoke onto her lap. She may be too submissive. Waiting on for me
to give her the go ahead — like the lapdog she is. Who wouldn’t lose
interest in something so willing?
around the property correct? There is no chance that any of 21’s corners won’t
catch on to the burn?” stating more than asking the question, I adjust my ball
affirmation — her eyes are glossy with excitement. I pull out one of my smokes,
light it, and give it to her. She takes it graciously as if it’s a gift of
I’m proud of you.” I nod once in approval. “What about the car? Did you put the
rest of the rags and containers under it?”
better. I doused the whole car and used some paint I found around back to help
the flames stick. I even put those extra gel canisters under her car. It’s
totally gonna blow up big time.”
deviations from our plan; G, it’s essential that you don’t change anything,” I
grumble as I scrub my face. We don’t need to add anything to this. Simple. Get
the job done. Get in. Get out. With the smoke really increasing the haze from
the ash, the ease to breathe is getting harder even from inside the car. We
need to go. Starting the car and reversing, we start to pull away from the ball
of fire. The sound of sirens will be filling the air shortly.
she says as she watches our work light the sky. The luminosity coming off the
building as it progresses in its fiery
death, appears as if it’s a lighthouse against a black sea. Even the shadows remind me of a sleeping
dragon inhaling its breath. As if a beast
is dreaming, about to be shaken awake from the deepest of sleeps.
Proud that we took from them, thrilled that the Kids for Keeps building ignited
so quickly. “Ashes, ashes, they will all fall down.” I hum.
Hide. That’s all Pippa can do to escape the terror chasing her. But now that she’s off the grid in a safe house, she finds plenty of interesting things to watch through the window. Like her new neighbor, with his startling green eyes, killer smile, and sexy bad-boy tattoo . . .
Run. Malcolm West is fleeing the hell he unleashed in his last assignment as an undercover cop. A backwoods bungalow sounds like the perfect place to start over. Until he discovers he’s been set up . . .
Fight. Someone’s gone to a lot of trouble to bring them together. No matter how much he resents that, and his own driving needs, Malcolm will have to dig deep and let loose the banished killer inside himself, or Pippa’s fears could come true faster than the flip of a bolt in a lock . . .
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About the Author
New York Times and USA Today bestselling author Rebecca Zanetti has worked as an art curator, Senate aide, lawyer, college professor, and a hearing examiner – only to culminate it all in stories about Alpha males and the women who claim them. She writes contemporary romances, dark paranormal romances, and romantic suspense novels.
Growing up amid the glorious backdrops and winter wonderlands of the Pacific Northwest has given Rebecca fantastic scenery and adventures to weave into her stories. She resides in the wild north with her husband, children, and extended family who inspire her every day—or at the very least give her plenty of characters to write about.
Please visit Rebecca at: http://www.rebeccazanetti.com.
Redmond, Oregon’s rookie smokejumper class because of her family’s
long history as firefighters there—or out of pity. But if teaching
one of her own brothers isn’t challenging enough, Lance Roberts is
in the new class of recruits. Once her brother’s best friend, and
her first, unrequited crush, he’s also the son of the man
responsible for her dad’s death.
realize that this confident redhead is the stubborn girl he once
dreamed about. There’s no way he can fall for her now. He needs to
focus all his attention on his training—and discovering the truth
about the long-ago fire that killed both of their fathers. But as the
undeniable heat between them threatens to ignite, someone attempts to
put an end to Lance’s amateur sleuthing—and his life…
teach high school students but these days she only has to wrangle her
own children. Originally from a small town in Western Pennsylvania,
she now battles traffic in southern New Jersey where she lives with
her hero husband and their happily-ever-after: two very energetic
boys. When she isn’t writing, she can be found refereeing disputes
between her children, cooking up something sweet, or hiding from
encroaching dust bunnies with a book.
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the pain of losing a family. It’s what
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who vanishes while working on a secret project for a tech company.
with a devilishly handsome man becomes her biggest regret and distracts her
from the case. The wild night set in her
mind leaves her in an emotional spiral…
Kimber Nilsson is a fan of crime dramas, is a romance
addict, and history buff. Kimber is bicoastal, loves to travel, is an avid
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