What's Your Christmas Wish This Year?
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I have three children serving in the MIlitary now so my Christmas Wish is for all of them to have a safe holiday.
I will be giving away a $10.00 Amazon gift card to one commentor, so tell me what your Christmas wish is this year.
Rescued from the Dark
Release date- February 16, 2013 Through Black Opal Books.
An explosion ricocheted behind Jason’s eyes as the pressure mounted in his head. The rush of panic consumed Jason Michaels as he struggled to move. He tried to swallow but his throat burned from the flames that engulfed his lungs. He needed to breathe but he could not, shit. He strained to hear the muffled voices, but the pounding in his ears erased all hope. His head started to spin and he succumbed to the realization, this was it, the end, he won. The flames were dampened and his heartbeat slowed. As the drums subsided, the voices became clearer.
“Give it to him now you son of a bitch. What were you thinking? We still need him.”
A split second release had Jason sucking in a breath of much needed air.
Stabbing pains shot through his head and every muscle fiber burned as the cold blast of air shot through his lungs releasing the oxygen his body craved. He arched his back and raised his chest trying to pull in more when he felt the impact from the first blow. His head snapped to the side and the crack from his neck echoed in his ears. The pain jolted through his jaw as it raced across his cheekbone. Before he could gather his senses, the hand smacked across his face again and the pain set his face on fire. What the hell? With the third slap his eyes snapped open and he wrenched upright with a lurch, hitting his head on the solid roof of the SUV.
Jason’s eyes darted back and forth looking for something familiar until he
locked onto the ice-cold stare of the devil himself, Shaun Flanagan.
Damn! That was close. He could not blow his cover, even if it meant he would die as David Logan, and not Jason Michaels. .