The Light Shadow

The Light Shadow

  • WpView
    reads 20
  • WpVote
    Stemmen 0
  • WpPart
    Delen 1
WpMetadataReadLopende11m
WpMetadataNoticeLaatst gepubliceerd maa, mei 11, 2015
300 years ago, World War III began with a border dispute. World Wars IV through VIII were over who was the strongest of nations. Countries merged completely, but one power emerged. America became a dictatorship with nuclear energy to spare. The world fell to America's hand as they became the Imperial Union of the States. Very few resisted, and those who did were destroyed or imprisoned. Still, there are always people to fight against injustice... Shade had a short fuse and a missing memory. She didn't know her name. She didn't remember much at all. Only one thing stuck well: insults. And she knew how many times the Imperials had insulted her. Now, they were going to pay. Tempest had no idea how to be a leader. She was only the head of the Valley because she was the oldest. She had the equivalent of a large city to protect from an army, and no idea how to do it. It didn't help that she had her own agenda... Darius didn't want to be in the Valley. He was a victim of circumstance! He'd been framed for stealing a gun. And ammunition. And those knives... Well, he just didn't want to be there. He didn't bargain for a crazy storm girl, a mental blond chic, and some misfits hiding from the Imperials! But he got them... Dylan was a fighter. He had come across to the continent of Imperial Standard (North America, they used to call it) to join the Rebellion. Instead, he'd been roped into a group of weaklings with no fighting skills. He would leave; if not for Shade... Four crazy teens and a group of ragtag wanderers against a worldwide army. What could possibly go wrong?
Alle rechten voorbehouden
Word lid van de grootste verhalengemeenschapOntvang persoonlijke verhaal aanbevelingen, sla je favorieten op in je bibliotheek en geef commentaar en stem om je gemeenschap te laten groeien.
Illustration

Je bent misschien ook geïnteresseerd in

  • Lords of Fire MC (MC Romance, Thriller) [complete]
  • Instinct
  • Project L-137
  • Chaos 76  [COMPLETE]
  • Alpha Logan
  • Trapping Quincy (Caspian and Quincy)
  • Daffodils and Hyacinths (3rd book in the Forgotten Truths series)
  • Is it too late to say Sorry?
  • The Love Revolution

MC Romance Neil watched for too long, he figured. His club, the Lords MC in Florida became more 'outlaw' every week, and he saw no opportunity to change that direction. He never wanted to be outlaw, and now he was delivering enough to put him down for 30 years, three times a week. With his dad passing away, and his little sisters needing him around more, it was a wake-up call. Time to ride, with someone else if he found a pack worth joining, or lone wolf if not. With his status and tenure, it never occurred to him that he wouldn't be allowed to move on. When Shayla and Sydney came in as dealers a few years back instead of finishing college, their vow was a few years then out. They had a hell of a run. Parties that were legend, lovers of every sexy man type from Cuban to Norwegian and back again. But it was game time again. The years were great, but not what they wanted for their lives. Then they met Neil, and it was like seeing themselves for the first time, in stark light. He was always courteous and professional, unlike their other delivery men from the MC. He never treated them with anything except respect. In the reflection of his cobalt eyes, though, neither saw themselves worth his respect. It wasn't a shaming, more of a profound regret that a man like Neil finally showed up and they were too far into the life to say "hey, this isn't who we are." The whole "I'm not as I am" Othello play was for victims anyway, and they weren't victims. They were volunteers. But just meeting Neil slammed the door on waiting any longer to get out and back to university. Then two other dealers left the club, and turned up in trash bags, their bodies hacked up by machete.

Meer details
WpActionLinkInhoudsrichtlijnen