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| UNBREAKABLE Shadow Destroyers Book One Five years ago the man she loved died in her arms…Or did he? Jordan McAdam leads an unusual double life. Police officer by day, vigilante by night. But Jordan isn’t interested in the average criminal. She stalks Shadow Demons, creatures who prey on the innocent, creatures whom she suspects are responsible for a string of bizarre sacrificial murders. Creatures who killed her partner and lover. Gage Campbell has spent the last few years on an elite team of Shadow Destroyers, hunting down the demons who changed his life—and his DNA. Then an assignment leads him straight back to the woman he hasn't been able to stop thinking about for five long years. The woman he had no choice but to leave behind. Is the man before her a mimic demon bent on tormenting her, or is it Gage returned from the dead? All Jordan knows is that the raging desire between them is real. Standing between them are years of secrets and hurt, and a love that just might have the power to bring them together. If the murder case they're working on doesn't separate them…permanently. EXCERPT “You’re awake.” Jordan didn’t have to try very hard to ignore the fact that he looked good leaning in the doorway, arms crossed, his feet bare. She was too busy burning him to a cinder with her gaze. “Spare me the small talk.” She jerked on the restraints. “What’s with these? And if you try to be a smart ass and say something kinky, I will hurt you. Very badly,” she promised. “When you get up you mean?” The corner of his mouth twitched. He strolled into the room. “But that kinky talk does give me a few ideas now that you brought it up.” “Do not screw with me, Gage. I’m not the submissive type. Take. These. Off. Now.” “No.” Frustration chewed away at her insides. “Why not?” She was about three seconds away from screaming the place down, even if the only thing it got her was duct tape across the mouth. She felt far too helpless like this, the same way she had felt when the war demon had cornered her in her apartment the week after Gage died. “I think that lust demon infected you.” Jordan snorted. “Not possible.” “You have a scratch on your side.” “So. I got a scratch from fighting it. Doesn’t mean he did it to me.” She continued to squirm, seeking any leverage that might help her get free. “I’m not taking the chance.” “You don’t have to. I’m fine.” She felt fine. She’d know if something was wrong. She’d been injured in dozens of fights with lust demons before and hadn’t been “infected” like he seemed to think she was. “We’ll see.” “Oh, no. You are not leaving me like this.” Gage cocked his head. “I don’t think you’re in a position to do much about it.” “You son of a bitch,” Jordan growled. “Tsk. Tsk. I see you still have no problem shooting your mouth off.” “Come a little closer and I’ll show you what else I have no problem doing.” Get a sneak peek at Chapter One! |
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