Excerpt!
The quiet drone of a train’s chugging grew louder as it approached but was still eerily muted, a
graceful ghost passing in
the night. Minimal light shone from the front car as Jet stepped forward to
align himself with its path.
“How do we know where it stops?” I asked,
positioningmyself next to him.
“We
don’t."
“So
…”
“So we have to make a
run for it.”
“You mean
jump?”
“Yup.”
“As in … jump onto a moving train.”
“Yup.”
“This is
crazy.”
“A dangerously disturbing level of crazy. No worries, baby.” He patted my shoulder
with a smartass grin. “It’s just your area of expertise.” I narrowed my eyes at
him, storing that one away for a future retaliation jab of my
own.
Adrenaline spiked as the train grew closer, every nerve
ending a live wire to the heart
pounding violently in my chest. Jet grabbed my hand,
glancing at
my gun. “I’ll go first. Once I get a good grip, I’ll haul you up. Whatever you
do, don’t stop running.
And don’t let go.”
“I should go first,” I raised my voice to speak over the
rumbling of
the track. “You’re hurt. You’re going to
need upper body strength.”
“I’m fine. Don’t fight
me on this.”
Blood pounded hot in my ears, my heart rate
jumping and hair blowing wildly around my cheeks as the train began to whizz by. The
rush in my veins propelled me forward the moment I spotted an
opportunity, and I
launched into a controlled sprint. Springing upward, I lunged forward and latched on to the side of the
car, the metal handle slippingbeneath my sweaty grip. I shrieked and latched on harder,
hearing Jet’s voice thunder behind me. The
train’svibrations rattled against my chest,
sending my senses on high
alert.
Clenching the
handle until my knuckles hurt, I bit down on my lip to ease the tension and
yanked hard to the right, feeling a
heavy latch click and shift beneath my fingers.
The door slid open and I hauled myself up and inside, grabbing onto the side of the frame to steady myself before
flipping around to reach for Jet. He was running full speed after me, his arms pumping tight and sharp at his sides as he tore
forward.
“Come on!” I yelled, extending one
arm. It only took him a few seconds to catch up, his agile form
sending his body off the ground and up onto the car
before I could blink. With a loud shout, he clamped onto my arm, his other hand
flying over his chest to cradle his gun. I was
thrown onto my back with a thud before I knew what hit me, his body
covering mine with a crash that left me seeing stars.
“Fucking crazy woman!” he shouted over the rail’s relentless roar,
louder now that we were level with it. “What the hell do you think you’re
doing?” His heat pressed into me, his arms
caging me in as he stared down into my eyes, his
nose aligned with mine.
“Fulfilling my
sole purpose to drive you mad, it seems.” I couldn’t help it. The rush sent me
sky-high and an explosive laugh escaped my lungs.
I shook beneath him, my breath heaving against his chest.
“Damn it, Skylla!” He dropped his head as he gasped for air.
“Seriously!” he added for effect, but there was nothingserious in his voice now. He was laughing too, just as deep, just as euphorically as I was, and I
decided right then that the sound of Jet’s laugh was almost as sexy as his full
lips and ripped body.
“Wanna go
again?”
“You’re reckless. I
can’t even look at you.”
“You’re crushing me.”
His head lifted, those blue eyes settling on me as his laughter slowed. “You deserve
it.”
My hand shifted and found his injured hip; my fingers
brushed the bandage through his shirt. He flinched.
“And you need to admit when you need help.”
Pushing himself up, he rolled off me and sat back on his heels,
wincing and gripping his
side, his lips pulling back and teeth visibly grinding with the motion. I sat up and scooted forward, mindful of
the gaping railcar
door. I reached up and slid it shut, slamming it
with a loud grunt until I felt it lock into place. The loud rumble of the wheels
hitting the track was muted now, but the
rattling hum
still thumped away from outside, filling the
dimly lit car with a shaky buzz.
“I’m fine,” he
said.
“Fine. Play it your way. I’m going to see if I can find you some
medicine.”
I
helped push him backward to prop him against the wall, peeling his backpack from his shoulders first. “Try and
rest, I’ll see what I can find
out.”
“I’m not letting you
wander around these cars alone. Not fuckin’ happening.”
“If you don’t rest and get medicine for that wound soon, I’ll
be stuck wandering everywhere alone. That ointment won’t cut it. You’re
going to need antibiotics. It’s
starting to
get infected.”
His gaze snapped up to mine and held my stare.
“Finger on the trigger.”
“Fire on your mark.” I
smirked.
Skylla only knows that she has been kidnapped and held prisoner by the foreign invaders and their human allies. And that the world is ending. Or so the humans think. The invaders have made it clear that their arrival is one of hostile intent, and as their takeover spreads, so does the panic across the globe. No one knows how to defeat them, or if it’s even sane to try.
Jet, Skylla’s human captor, is up for the challenge, though. A traitor in Skylla’s eyes, he is working with them. But Jet has his own agenda; one that doesn’t include babysitting Skylla or helping the enemies. And as the human race struggles to keep the invaders from achieving their goal, Jet and Skylla’s paths collide to reveal the truth behind Skylla’s abduction.
The invaders are headed for the water. Jet is headed for the water. But that’s the last place Skylla wants to be. That’s where the future of humanity lies, and where the bridge to their yesterdays was burned. On a mission to take back what is rightfully theirs, Earth’s population is determined to make sure this isn’t the end. But some endings were never theirs to begin with.
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Author bio:
Rachael Wade is the Amazon bestselling author of The Preservation Series, The Resistance Trilogy, and the upcoming sci-fi series, The Keepers Trilogy. When she's not writing, she's busy learning French, watching too many movies, and learning how to protect animals and the environment. Visit her at www.RachaelWade.com andwww.LightsOnOutreach.com, or come chat with her on Twitter via @RachaelWade.
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