A Lost King

A Lost King

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Alex King has spent the last few months struggling to forget a horrible tragedy that threatened to derail his life. All that changed when he met Mei. Or did it? Join Alex as he journeys deeper to find out just who this girl is, how she knows him, and just why are the police hunting her down? disclaimer: first attempt at a serious story
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When protection and passion collide. She can run, but she can't hide. Jessica Turner tries her best to blend in. You'd think she's the average B+ Psychology major whose life revolves around decorating her small Boston apartment and never having enough free time between work and school. But Jessica has a past. A dark past that never stops tracking her down, no matter where she goes. She thought she'd covered her tracks this time, but you can't outrun someone determined to find you. Joey Cavannaugh has been on the Boston police force for three years. His number one priority has always been helping people. When the department doesn't take an imminent threat seriously, Joey takes matters into his own hands, breaking rules and risking his career to protect a woman he doesn't even know. But will saving her cost him everything? 2018 Evergreen Books. All rights reserved. Warning: This novel contains graphic sexual encounters, strong language, and other mature content. Reader discretion advised. EXCERPT: As he leaned over with his arms folded, resting on the table, I took a second to admire the way his slightly messy hair fell in front of his face and the back of his black jeans hugged his ass. He glanced up at me, knowing I'd been staring at him, and I felt my face heat up. "I'm going to give you fifteen minutes to grab a bag with some spare clothing, your toothbrush, and whatever necessities. Then we're leaving," Joey ordered. He walked back into the living room and plopped down on the couch, tapping his foot impatiently. "If I go with you-" "When you go with me," he corrected. "You will not take your phone or computer because they can be tracked. And now you have fourteen minutes."

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