Edited By Jess from Elemental Editing and Proofreading.
Formatted by Kaila Duff .
Cover design by Rabbit Hole Designs.
To the woman who thinks I write too much darkness and told me to write more positivity and less death. This one is for you.
P.S. I killed you in this book too...
Warning:
There are no heroes in this story, only monsters. Enter at your own risk...
I tried to include a recap, but so much happened in Rage..so here is the basic gist.
Dawn was murdered. She came back. She met a god who turned out to be her mate. Killed and shifted into the skin of many people. Went shopping and had lots of kinky sex while falling in love. Met another of her mates, a fallen, he’s a bit nuts that one. Dreamed of a dragon who is also her mate. Woke up an ancient minotaur who killed witches and bad guys to try and get to her only to be captured.
The dragon goes in search of her and meets three cooky witches along the way. Starts a fight with a sat nav and is genuinely clueless.
Meanwhile, Dawn gets kidnapped and breaks free. Kicking ass and taking names as she tries to figure out what they are doing to human females. She finds a scientist who tells her the big bad, The Others, pay them to do it. To bring out latent, supernatural blood in humans.
Griffin turns up, they escape. They meet at his house with Nos and make some plans and have more sex. Some people are tortured, some killed, until they finally meet Victoria, AKA Victor, who her shitty ex husband was stealing from. Victoria takes down her husband and rings Dawn to meet her there.
Dawn shows up with her mates and they kill the bastard. But then, oh no! The bad guys turn up and kidnap her! She wakes up and meets an asshat called Veyo who works for the council. She pissed him off in her usual Dawn style and is dragged to a cell with a beast...Dume.
Aska stands dramatically on a hill and swears his revenge.
See? Now you are mostly caught up.
Grab the wine, and maybe your vibrator. It’s about to get a whole lot darker...
I must have fallen asleep because I wake with a scream trapped in my throat, Tim’s words echoing in my head, and the horrible, sadistic look on his face right before he killed me.
“You. Are. Mine.”
I swallow them back like razors, he was wrong. I don’t know why I’m dreaming of him now, maybe it’s because I finally got my revenge and now, with him gone, all that’s left where there was once revenge is an aching pain and bad memories crowding my head. I was never his and I will never belong to someone like that again, it’s different with my mates. They don’t want to own me, they want to love and protect me.
“Forever, Little Monster. You will never get away from me.”
Oh, Nos, I hope you keep your promise. I miss my horned god already, miss that smile. Those white eyes and his sweetness...the hard way he used to hold me. Push me to my limit and keep me there, forcing my body and heart to accept everything. He was there when I first woke up into my undead life, he was my constant, and now he isn’t here. I feel it keenly...I wish that when I open my eyes, I’d find him sitting cross-legged before me, his animalistic face tilted as he watches me…
But I don’t.
Chains ring out, slithering across the floor, so I lift my head. I can’t see much, it’s dark, not the inky grey of night but utter blackness. The sight of death, the end, and in it hides a minotaur.
Everything must have been too much, my body shutting down not long after being thrown in here, but now I’m awake. Awake and aware I’m trapped with a mythological predator. So what do I do? I sit up and cross my legs, tipping my head, wishing I could see into the dark.
Then, suddenly, I can, my eyes light up white, bright as the moon’s rays like when Nos is changed...he did say mates can possess some of each other’s powers, and my eyes have turned white before...is that what’s happening now? I’m learning what I am and what I’m capable of as I go, and it seems my mates are as well.
I wonder if I will grow wings like my moody fallen...or scales like my dragon if I ever