Livres - Bibliographie

I’ve worked hard for everything I’ve built in my life. Thriving was my victory against all those who wanted to see me as ash on the solar winds. Now, I’m one of the most feared and respected smugglers in the known galaxy.

The Ferryman.

I’ve lived successfully in the shadows for years because of two rules: transport nothing living, and I’ll kill you if you betray me. I always knew this life would be a short one, but I thought that maybe I’d have a chance. Only a few people know the Ferryman is a woman—much less what I or my ship look like.

But all good things come to an end. I just won’t let it be mine.

Seems the Imperial Union got tired of their regular police force constantly failing to catch me. The Mea Lupus, the wolf shifters created by the gods Menrva & Caesar, have stepped in and are coming for me. They’ve sent their best bloodhound pack. If that wasn’t bad enough this pack is a Contubernium—how am I supposed to evade EIGHT elite wolves?!

I have one advantage: me. They seem to be intrigued by the simple transport captain they think I am. It doesn’t matter that they’re just doing their jobs. It doesn’t matter that they’re decent and kind. I’ll manipulate, lie, and use them because losing my freedom would mean the end of me. I’ll do whatever I have to do to be free once and for all. Even set myself up for a nice long retirement while I’m at it.

Easy, right? Yeah, I don’t believe me either.

Bitterness and Rage.

These are the two emotions that rule my life. After I was hit by a drunk and high driver my life was never the same. The collision left my body broken like a rag doll. I lost my job, my savings, my whole life. My grandfather left me his patchwork home and I’ve been scrambling ever since to keep up with the mortgage any way I can. I rent out sections and play nice with the temporary tenants and tourists that breeze through my ancestral home. This latest group has been the hardest yet.

The rich tourist. The career military man. The bachelor businessman. The quiet handyman.

6 months and they’ll be gone. I never let anyone stay longer, but with my bills piling up and my doubts worsening, I may be forced to give them an extension. I don’t mind the quiet one, but the other three keep trying to get close. Do they think I’m stupid? That a pretty face or easily bought deeds will impress me? I need them to see that none of that matters. I’m not the person I was before. Those beautiful words only anger me, the kind actions only make me suspicious.

I won’t let my heart or my mind be broken like my body. I won’t.

Welcome to The Barrens.

Nightmare is the Boss Mare sent to deal with the raiders from Haven. She’s brutal and cunning. And while she knows exactly who she’s dealing with, the men of Haven don’t.

General John Powers thinks he’s the real mastermind.

Emil, his Right Hand, believes he’s gained her trust.

Sharpe & Emil? They’re a pair of scarred soldiers looking for hope.

Will Nightmare save them from the mess of their own making? Or will she be the one to burn their whole world to the ground?

Groggy, tied up, and blindfolded was not how I expected my night to go.

Having to scrape by with a narcissistic mother ready at every turn to hamstring me has taught me how to be vicious and cunning... some might even say cruel. Though the number of people who see that side of me only comes to 5.

Five glorious and equally deviant men who have yet to realise exactly who I am.

Who's really trapped tonight--me, them? Or are we all caught up in a web of deceit and lust?