Ashes (Web of Desire #3) - Aleatha Romig Page 0,128

to eradicate modern slavery. Named after the North Star that guided slaves to freedom in the U.S., Polaris systemically disrupts the human trafficking networks that rob human beings of their lives and their freedom. Our comprehensive model puts victims at the center of what we do – helping survivors restore their freedom, preventing more victims, and leveraging data and technology to pursue traffickers wherever they operate.

Dusk Blurb

“When your whole world is shaken from all the risks we have taken, dance with me. Dance with me into the colors of dusk.” ~ Ben Harper.

How long will victory last?

Over the centuries, kings have fallen, their courts executed, and their realms ground to dust. And yet each new ruler believes him- or herself to be infallible, unable to be dethroned. The day is long and such as with an attempt to change the earth’s rotation, we cannot stop the dusk.

Chicago has never before faced such a foe.

I’ve served my country, a man, and a cause. I’ve given my whole being while at the same time finding its true meaning. There was no way for me to know the day I met the men who were to become my best friends that they would introduce me to the love of my life.

Fiery red hair and hypnotizing emerald eyes caught my attention.

Creamy, soft skin, a stark contrast to mine, seduced my body.

Strength, devotion, and determination stole my heart.

Lorna Pierce completes me in a way I never imagined possible. I’d resigned myself to living the life of a soldier in whatever war I fought. Fate allowed that while simultaneously offering me an adjoining path, one I fought until I couldn’t fight any longer. Enemies died at my feet, and companies were ruined by my knowledge, yet with her, I was the one left gasping for air.

Lorna gave me and others more than a house. Her presence provided us with a home, her smile a safe haven in the eye of a million storms.

Our days multiplied into years, and we never expected the sun to set.

Now that it has, how will we survive?

How will I?

I’m Reid Murray and I’ll kill without regret to once again dance in the dusk with my wife. This war has only begun. I won’t rest until it’s done.

From New York Times bestselling author comes a brand-new dark romance, DUSK, set in the dangerous world of Sparrow Webs. You do not need to read Web of Sin, Tangled Web, or Web of Desire to get caught up in this new and intriguing saga, Dangerous Web.

DUSK is book one of the DANGEROUS WEB trilogy that continues in DARK and concludes in DAWN.

Have you been Aleatha’d?

A peek at SECRETS, book #1 Web of Sin

Araneae

PROLOGUE

My mother’s fingers blanched as she gripped the steering wheel tighter with each turn. The traffic on the interstate seemed to barely move, yet we continued to swerve in, out, and around other cars. From my angle I couldn’t read the speedometer, though I knew we were bordering on reckless driving. I jumped, holding my breath as we pulled in front of the monstrous semi, the blare of a truck’s horn filling our ears. Tons of metal and sixteen wheels screeched as brakes locked behind us, yet my mother’s erratic driving continued.

“Listen very carefully,” she said, her words muffled by the quagmire of whatever she was about to say, the weight pulling them down as she fluttered her gaze between the road ahead and the rearview mirror.

“Mom, you’re scaring me.”

I reached for the handle of the car door and held on as if the seat belt couldn’t keep me safe while she continued to weave from lane to lane.

“Your father,” she began, “made mistakes, deadly mistakes.”

My head shook side to side. “No, Dad was a good man. Why would you say that?”

My father, the man I called Dad for as long as I could remember, was the epitome of everything good: honest and hardworking, a faithful husband, and an omnipresent father.

He was.

He died less than a week ago.

“Listen, child. Don’t interrupt me.” She reached into her purse with one hand while the other gripped tighter to the wheel. Removing an envelope from the depths of the bag, she handed it my direction. “Take this. Inside are your plane tickets. God knows if I could afford to send you away farther than Colorado, I would.”

My fingers began to tremble as I looked down at the envelope in my grasp. “You’re sending me away?” The words were barely audible as my throat tightened and