Six men with no
memories of the past
One leader with no
hope for the future
A man without a past
Jax
woke up in a lab, his memories erased, and his mind reprogrammed to serve a mad
woman’s will. After being liberated from his prison, he pledged himself to the
only thing he truly knows—his team. Six men who lost everything they were. They
must make certain no one else gets their hands on the drugs that stole their
lives, all while hiding from every intelligence organization on the planet. The
trail has led him to an unforgiving mountainside and a beautiful wilderness
expert who may be his only hope of finding the truth.
A woman with a bright
future
River
Lee knows her way around the Colorado wilderness. She’s finally found a home in
a place called Bliss after years lost in darkness. The nature guide prefers to
show her clients the beauty found in the land, but she also knows the secrets
the mountains hold. When she meets Jax, something about the troubled man calls
to her. She agrees to lead him to the site of an abandoned government facility
hidden deep in the forest. She never dreamed she was stepping into the middle
of a battlefield.
A love that could heal a broken
soul
Spending
time with River, Jax discovers a peace he’s never known. Their passion unlocks
a side of himself he didn’t even know he was missing. When an old enemy makes
his first move, Jax and River find themselves fighting for their lives. But when
his past is revealed, will River be caught in the crosshairs of a global
conspiracy?
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“This place is beautiful,” he said when she hesitated.
She nodded but
didn’t move from her seat. “I love it here. I went to college in Denver, but I
always missed this place. When I was younger, my dad had a house in Creede. He
started the business there, but when he could, he moved us out of town. My dad
was a loner, I suppose. Creede has a population of four hundred and Dad thought
that was way too many people.”
“I know the
feeling. I lived in London for a while. That was definitely too many people.”
He kept his tone even. It was odd. Now that he was here, that hunger he always
felt was tempered by her fear. He’d thought he would take anything offered to
him, but he couldn’t having met her. If the blonde had offered herself up, he
would have turned her down. Over the two hours they’d sat in the booth, eating
fried food and drinking beer, he’d figured something out. Some people were more
special than others. River was special. He should be more cynical. He could
hear Damon Knight telling him to be cautious, but he couldn’t make himself do
it. Perhaps it was the fact that he didn’t have a long well of history to draw
from and to teach him that this was likely a mistake.
It didn’t feel
like a mistake.
“Wow. I’ve
never been farther than Kansas City.” She still wasn’t moving and her voice had
taken on a tremulous tone.
His heart
constricted, and it was surprisingly easy to not listen to his dick. His dick
was pleading with him to get aggressive. His dick was trying to convince him
that if he could get inside her, she would accept him.
Yeah, he wasn’t
going to listen to his dick.
“If you’ve
changed your mind, I can call my brother to pick me up. I have a phone and so
does he. His number is programmed in. I don’t want to scare you. I had a good
time talking to you tonight. It was one of the nicest nights I’ve had in a long
time.” Ever. It was the best night ever. It was the first night he felt normal,
though he wasn’t exactly sure what that word meant. Comfortable was a better
one. That tight feeling in his chest had eased as he’d sat in the booth with
River and Tucker and Heather.
Although he’d
hated lying to her.
She finally
turned, looking at him. Her eyes shone in the moonlight. “You mean that, don’t
you?”
He wanted to
touch her. He’d had to force his hands not to move toward her all night long.
The most he’d allowed himself was to have their hips and shoulders touch as they’d
sat next to each other. He’d decided it had been a good thing he’d sat next to
her because he was fairly certain he had a case of Big Tag’s crazy eyes, and
she would have seen them had he sat across from her.
“I do mean it.
Please don’t get me wrong. I want you. I would like nothing more in the world
than to take you into that cabin, lay you out, and make a feast of you. I want
to kiss you and when I say that I don’t merely mean your lips. I want to put my
mouth all over your body. But more than I want that, I want you to like me.” It
was important somehow. He wouldn’t see her after tonight, but he couldn’t stand
the idea that she was afraid of him.
NY Times and USA Today bestselling author Lexi Blake lives in North Texas with her husband, three kids, and the laziest rescue dog in the world. She began writing at a young age, concentrating on plays and journalism. It wasn’t until she started writing romance and urban fantasy that she found the stories of her heart. She likes to find humor in the strangest places and believes in happy endings no matter how odd the couple, threesome, or foursome may seem.
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