The last thing I need is another FBI probe into my whereabouts, or something to happen to Josh. It's going to be a huge problem if the authorities find out I've gone missing.There's just one problem: in this closed-off kingdom, I have absolutely no idea how to contact the outside world.I wander a...
My head pounded with an agonizing hangover, and it felt like a thousand screws were twisting into my skull. In other words, a usual morning. After the Reaper visit last night, I’d hit the bar and downed half a bottle of Jack. Ryker sat next to me at the bar, sipping a whiskey and water, eying me ...
What did a chick like Holly know about fucking struggle? Was I supposed to get on my knees and grovel about spoiling her graduation plans by saving her ass from the Reapers? And now it was my fault she couldn't impress her parents with a paper diploma? All while I risked l...