Page 139 of Breaking Her

THE WILD SIDE

IRIS

DAIR

THE OTHER MAN

TYRANT - COMING SOON

THE UP IN THE AIR SERIES

IN FLIGHT

MILE HIGH

GROUNDED

MR. BEAUTIFUL

LANA (AN UP IN THE AIR COMPANION NOVELLA)

AUTHORITY - COMING SOON

THE TRISTAN & DANIKA SERIES

BAD THINGS

ROCK BOTTOM

LOVELY TRIGGER

THE HERETIC DAUGHTERS SERIES

BREATHING FIRE

CROSSING FIRE - COMING SOON

THE BISHOP BROTHERS SERIES

BOSS - COMING SOON

Crossing Fire

This is the followup to Breathing Fire (Heretic Daughters #1)

CHAPTER ONE

HOT MESS

JILLIAN

The house was small and nondescript, and right smack in the middle of a shockingly populated area. This, though, was the best thing about the hot mess that was Las Vegas. Hiding in plain sight. Mixing in with loud, messy crowds of strangers. Conducting top secret meetings in rows of cookie cutter houses.

I parked my black, brand spanking new Dodge Challenger at the curb, and approached the house cautiously. My two-handed, double-bladed battle axe stayed in the trunk, unfortunately. I had a small pistol strapped to my ankle, hidden under the hem of my bootcut jeans. A large knife was strapped to my other ankle. I wasn't expecting trouble at this meeting, but ruling the idea out completely went against every instinct I had.

My weapons were a considerate gift from my ex. Ex-ish? Hell, I didn't know what he was, but he'd supplied me with everything he thought I'd need on short notice.

It had been a nice thought, but I was already itching for my old, familiar arsenal, which had been lost when I'd been captured by my deranged relatives. I'd escaped, but hadn't been exactly in the mindset to find my confiscated stash, as I'd bolted from the place in my dragon form, then promptly flown far, far away.

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