By Joss Ware
The 3rd installment in a brilliantly darkish, specified paranormal global by way of Colleen Gleason, writing as Joss Ware. From the raging fires, 5 males emerge with awesome new powers. they're humankind's final wish . . . yet they can not live to tell the tale this darkish, ravaged global on my own . . . Quentin Fielding had every thing. cash. energy. girls. yet now that civilization is all yet annihilated, Quent desires just one factor: revenge. Harnessing a wierd new "gift," he embarks on a dangerous undertaking to discover the fellow answerable for the chaos and destruction, the guy he must have killed years in the past: his father. just one factor stands in his way--a mysterious, arrow-wielding attractiveness . . . Zo? Kapoor is on her personal quest for vengeance, trying to find the sizeable fiends who murdered her relatives. quickly she and Quent subscribe to jointly, traveling throughout the ruins of the realm they as soon as knew as a determined hope builds among them. Drawing towards an enemy they by no means imagined, Zo? and Quent needs to abandon all worry, abandon all remorse, abandon the evening . . . "High-stakes motion and scorching romance." --Lara Adrian
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But once he got inside, rain dripping audibly from his hair and shirt and rolling off the hems of his jeans, Quent knew he had too much of a bag on to go to the Pub. Though the pints were plenty and the waitresses friendly, and Elliott’s lover, Jade, often sang onstage in a definite foreplay sort of way, Quent walked past. His leather sandals squished softly. Maybe after he changed into dry clothing—the suede jeans were already shrinking from the rain—and did something with his hair, he’d change his mind.
This time, leaving her clawing for breath, even writhing a bit…and reaching for him. “Guess I’ll be going now,” she said in a raspy voice. Her full lips twitched up at one side. ” Her fingers closed around him and gave two—count ’em, two—quick, long strokes…then she was over him, and up and off the other side of the bed. Quent’s breath exploded in a great gust and he flipped over toward her. But instead of being halfway across the room, as he’d feared, there she stood, right by the bed, a wicked, wicked smile on her well-kissed lips.
Yes. Thank you. And then, it became all about Zoë. There was nothing but her—spicy, warm, sleek and strong. Her mouth soft and full, fitting to his, teasing away then coming back for more…her breasts pushing into his wet shirt, one of her legs wrapping insistently around him. Her hips lifting and grinding into his. The bed bumped into his thigh and he cracked his knee on the edge of the table next to it, but he hardly noticed as they tumbled onto the brocade coverlet. He couldn’t get enough of her—the essence of her skin, somehow hinting of the same cinnamon flavor as its dusky color, the strength of her legs, twining, shoving between his, just as urgent to get it on as he was.
Abandon the Night by Joss Ware