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|  | | Lilith: Dark Angel
Sometimes to when you have to kill, it's about the target that clears the conscious.
Special Agent Kristin Fletcher is on the trail of a serial killer. A killer no one believes exists because the targets are drug dealers and human traffickers—both lines of work that come with a price in blood. Fletcher is close, caught up in something bigger than she ever thought possible. Once she begins to peel away the layers of deceit, Fletcher finds there is no one she can trust. Jessica Pearce is a woman with a past she’s learned to shut away. She’s a successful international lawyer living in New York City. She’s on the fast-track to becoming a partner with Matthias and Ephraim Global La | |  | | Lilith: Dark Angel
Killing is easy, clearing the conscious shouldn't be so hard either
Special Agent Kristin Fletcher is on the trail of a serial killer. A killer no one believes exists because the targets are drug dealers and human traffickers—both lines of work that come with a price in blood. Fletcher is close, caught up in something bigger than she ever thought possible. Once she begins to peel away the layers of deceit, Fletcher finds there is no one she can trust. Jessica Pearce is a woman with a past she’s learned to shut away. She’s a successful international lawyer living in New York City. She’s on the fast-track to becoming a partner with Matthias and Ephraim Global La | |  | | Soul Takers
Existing through the ages by feeding off souls of the living, the egnamic soul takers are a different type of vampire that can take what they want, starting with a single kiss.
She touched his bare chest and settled in close to him, snuggling down so her head rested on his left breast. She closed her eyes and sighed, listening to his strong heart. Damien relaxed, slipping his arm around her and pulled her closer, feeling comfort and warmth with her.
“What’s on your mind?” She asked quietly.
He looked at the contour of her body curled against him, the perfectly smooth skin of her bare hip. The nightshirt had risen up and she didn’t make a move to pull it down. Nature had been more than kind with its gifts to her. Of course, she had been made in a differen | |  | | Stranger Beside Me
Back of Book: Things are not what they seem...My name's Patrick Madison and I thought I had everything together. Graduating from college, I took some time to myself, hiked the Appalachian National Scenic Trail, and found someone from college I never thought I'd see after college. Returning to the real world with optimism, I began a career. My life was full and I was happy. However, something happened along the way and I found myself in a nightmare. Things are quickly falling apartm people are bying and missing and I'm caught up in the middle of it. Something's happened to my wife and I feel she's not the person I fell in love with. I'm beginning to think she's not even human.
Officially, I met the woman of my dreams, actually first engaged in conversation, at a cafe just before winter break of my sophomore year. It was the week of finals and I needed a holiday from studying. It wasn’t like the coffee shops in the cities, which would have been too sophisticated for the town the college was located. The students frequented the only solace available, a tiny diner off Main Street. Calling it a cafe gave it some class, because it didn’t have any on its own. It was nicknamed Frank & Scary’s because the business’ real name was boring. It was tradition to warn everyone not |
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