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She opened her eyes and for a second, it felt as if hlaze world shifted. There was gold in there. The man with the brown eyes slipped a hand under her head and tilted it up as he put something to her lips.
She parted her lips, working desperately to melt the ice chips in her mouth.
Again, she attempted to speak. It was like trying to swim through the most viscous of fluids—her bones were jelly, her muscles useless.
Her heart thudded in her chest, a fluttering trapped bird. Warm hands on her face, turning her head. His face shimmered into view, then twisted impossibly sideways. She nodded and let him bring something to her lips. Her hand tightened on him, she was so thirsty.
She could barely draw up the thinnest of streams. But it was enough to soothe the raw flesh of her throat, fill the empty ache in her stomach. A flash of something in the corner of her mind, too fast for her to grasp. And then she was staring into those strangely compelling eyes.
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He was clean, almost harsh lines and golden brown skin. Her eyes lingered on his lips. The lower one was a little fuller than simgh right on that uncompromisingly masculine face. This man, he was all hardness and command. She pushed away the juice and swallowed, dropping her hands to the sheets.
Blaze of Memory
He wanted to know her name. It was a reasonable question. She wanted to know his name, too. People always exchanged names when they met. Glen Herriford frowned from the other side of the bed. She was pretty doped up when she came in. Give it a few more hours. Nodding, Dev put the juice on the table and returned his attention to the woman.
Her lashes were already dropping. Not saying anything, he helped her down into a position flat on her back. She was asleep moments later.
Jerking his head to the door, he walked out with Glen following. Glen shook his head. The bright white overhead light glinted off her matted blonde hair, highlighting the scratches on the face, the sharp bones slicing her skin.
I think it was a one-time hit. She stays with us until we figure out what the hell is going on. Something beeped inside the room, making Glen glance at his chart. Taking the hint, Dev drove home to shower and change.
It was just ticking over six thirty when he walked back into the building that housed the headquarters of the Shine Foundation. Though the top four floors were sectioned into a number of guest apartments, the middle ten were taken up with various administration offices, while the floors below the basement housed the testing and medical facilities. But, he reminded himself, right now she was asleep and he had work to do. Leaning back in his chair, he glanced at his watch.
All he has is the weight of thousands of dreams and hopes and fears resting on his shoulders. But with those choices had come consequences. The Psy Council had never stopped hunting the Forgotten. To fight back, to keep his people safe, Dev had had to make some brutal choices of his own.
His fingers curled around the pen in his grip, threatening to crush it. Still too early to call. Pushing back his chair, he got up, intending to grab some coffee. Instead, he found himself taking the elevator down to the subbasement level. The corridors were quiet, but he knew the labs would already be humming with activity—the workload was simply too big to allow for much downtime. Because while the Forgotten had once been as Psy as those who looked to the Council for leadership, time and intermarriage with the other races had changed things in their genetic structure.
Strange new abilities had begun to appear. If they were right, the unknown woman in the hospital bed in front of him was linked to the PsyNet itself. That made her beyond dangerous—a Trojan horse, her mind used as a conduit through which to siphon data, or implement deadly strategies.
The last spy stupid enough to try to infiltrate Shine had discovered the lethal truth far too late—that Devraj Santos had never left his military background behind. Chilled, he was about to leave the room when he noticed her eyes moving rapidly beneath her lids. She swallowed the blood on her tongue. Eyes as black as night with a bare few flecks of white stared down at her as mental fingers spread in her mind, thrusting, clawing, destroying.
She swallowed a scream, bit another line in her tongue. But the next minute, the questions would begin again. There was nothing left in her now. She was cracked, shattered, gone. Those fingers gouged mercilessly at her brain, shooting red fire that threatened to obliterate her very self.
In the end, he took her secrets, her honor, her loyalty, and when he was done, memoyr only thing she remembered was the rich copper scent of blood. The name formed on her tongue menory then was lost in the miasma of her ravaged mind. This story adds immensely to the series. This is a paranormal author who is at the top of her game! You will want to revisit this love story again and again.
For the Complete Chronological Reading Order, click here. Slave to Sensation 1. Visions of Heat 3. Caressed By Ice 3.
Mine to Possess 4. Hostage to Pleasure 5. Branded By Fire 7. Blaze of Memory 7. Bonds of Justice 9. Play of Passion 9. Kiss of Snow Tangle of Need Heart of Obsidian Shield of Winter Shards of Hope Allegiance of Honor Dev Santos discovers her unconscious and battered, with no memory of who she is. Stripped of her memories by a shadowy oppressor, and programmed to carry out cold-blooded murder, Katya Haas is fighting desperately for her sanity itself. Her only hope is Dev. But how can she expect to gain the trust of a man who could very well be her next target?
For in this game, one must die…. Join to receive exclusive updates and free short stories that won’t be posted online for at least six months! Click the link in your confirmation email and the Welcome short stories will arrive automatically. Still can’t see it? Email Ashwini and she’ll ensure you’re subscribed. Excerpt Unedited Advance Excerpt from Chapter One She opened her eyes and for a second, it felt as if the world shifted.
A raw hiss of air. She gripped his wrist, her fingers almost sliding off the vivid masculine heat of his skin. He continued to hold the cup out of reach. Another touch, fingers on her cheek.