How do you defeat an enemy that knows
your every thought … even as you think it?
I thought watching my Werewolf boyfriend get arrested for murder
was the worst experience of my life. But then I was knocked out and dragged off
to a cell of my own by the very people who were supposed to protect me from
danger.
I thought being held prisoner in
solitary confinement for weeks on end was the worst experience of my life. But
then a visitor came, and I realized I’d been wrong all along. There are worse
things than torture and death. Much worse.
He wants my blood. More than that, he wants to get into my head. To use my bond to control his army, to wipe the world clean of anything with dirty blood. I can’t let that happen, but if I don’t he’ll kill every single person I’ve ever cared about—beginning with my Werewolf pack.
The prophecy said I would have to make an impossible choice, but I must be doing this wrong—so far every choice I’ve made has only led to more pain and danger and death. Hunters are pitted against Werewolves and I’m alone in my war against Gordon Steppe. I can’t fight him off anymore; all I can do is try to keep him out of the important places. And I’m failing at even that.
I thought the demons were out there,
clearly marked and clinging to the shadows. But they’re not. The monsters are
within the ranks of those sworn to protect. The enemy is among us.
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Sometimes Family Can be the Death of You
Wood Point Academy is not at all what I
expected.
For one thing, it looks like a cross between
military school and Buckingham Palace. Everyone stares, the floors shine so
bright you can see your reflection in them from a mile away, and no one smiles.
At least I’ve got plenty to take my mind off
the fact that my psycho cousin, Miles De’Luca, keeps calling and declaring his
love and promising to come for me just as soon as he’s destroyed anyone
standing in our way. Wes isn’t going to like that idea. So between Miles, Wood
Point’s evil welcoming committee, and the drill sergeant hottie trainer from
hell, I just keep asking myself, how did I end up here?
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