[short summary]
In the bustling metropolis of Star City, the Jet Spies-Jasmine Anderson, Jason Carter, and Jake Richards-stand as the city's last line of defense against the relentless Xenomorph threat. As the sun sets, Jasmine receives intel from Jake about increased Xenomorph activity in the industrial district. The trio embarks on a mission to investigate, discovering a pulsating cocoon that hatches a new, more dangerous Xenomorph species. A fierce battle ensues, with Jason and Jasmine using their skills and gadgets to outmaneuver the creature. Meanwhile, Jake's martial arts prowess proves invaluable as he takes down smaller Xenomorphs. The team captures the new Xenomorph form, hoping to study it for weaknesses.
As they analyze the creature, Jason receives a call from his girlfriend, Yin Ling, who is caught in a Xenomorph attack across town. The situation escalates as a facehugger attacks Jason, but he is saved by his teammates. An alarm signals an incoming Xenomorph horde, forcing the team to defend their position. Amidst the chaos, Yin witnesses a chestburster emerge in a café, prompting her to warn Jason. Determined to protect her, Jason fights his way through the city, encountering a massive Xenomorph Queen. With Jasmine and Jake's help, they engage in a desperate battle, ultimately defeating the Queen and forcing the remaining Xenomorphs to retreat. Despite their victory, the Jet Spies know the threat is far from over, and they prepare to continue their fight to protect Star City.
BOOK #3
He's like a storm-unpredictable and dangerous.
I knew he was a sick bastard when he smiled after I hit him the first time.
Annoying and obsessive, that's what he is.
I sensed it early on, but I didn't realize just how deep it ran until his obsession latched onto me.
Until I became the center of his world. Until he started flashing that smug, crooked smile my way.
But we can't... we're not supposed to be together.
We're polar opposites-existing in the same world, but never meant to collide.
Yet, he's ready to tear down everything for me.
But it's not that simple. My brothers are monsters. They'll kill him.
And still, he doesn't care.
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Glasses perched on his nose, calm and collected.
Exactly my type.
I knew he was meant to be mine the moment our eyes locked, that intense gaze pulling me in.
And I'll have him, no matter what it takes-by any means necessary, even if it costs me everything. I want to hold him in my arms, kiss him until neither of us can breathe.
But why is it so hard? Why does the world push back so fiercely when it comes to him and me?
I want him. And I will have him.