The
Garguiem
An
ancient order secretly working to fight evil and corruption within
the Catholic Church through faith, duty and love
Blurb
She’s
a tragic heroine, lost in the dark after a heartbreaking mission.
He’s a man in love, determined to rescue his wife from the depths
of her depression.
Isaac
may be part of an ancient organization that’s been combatting evil
for millennia, but he isn’t a warrior. Gifted—or cursed—with an
infallible memory, he’s more useful behind a computer, hacking
records and coordinating operations, but his family has stumbled onto
a threat to the Catholic Church that just might reach the highest
levels. Isaac has a single clue to lead him forward, but getting any
more information requires finding the courage to join the fight of
his life.
A
year ago, Jericho walked away from nearly everything after her
service to the cause asked too much of her, demanding a price too
high to pay, a sacrifice she couldn’t live with. Now her husband is
asking for more. Isaac wants her back—back on the team, back in the
field and back in his bed—but how can she reclaim her life when
she’s lost her faith?
Excerpt
The
sound of his palm slapping the wall came a heartbeat before the
overhead light flared. Weak yellow illumination, a faint buzzing
sound. The light’s enclosure was beyond dirty, an unnatural filter
that kept the radiance dim, but it was still enough to burn Jericho’s
eyes.
And
slice through her sanity.
Screaming
like a wounded animal, she folded over her lap and slid off the
chair. Throwing an arm over her head, she struggled to hide and
fought to find some semblance of composure, but the exposure was too
much. Her reaction was a beast of its own making, beyond her control,
rampaging freely. Oxygen ripped from her lungs and her stomach burned
under a wash of acid that climbed her throat.
Then
Isaac’s arms were around her. Desperate, she turned her face into
the damp leather covering his chest and denied the flash of need that
exploded in her heart. Jericho was torn between pushing closer to
fill her senses with one last immersion in all things Isaac,
and pulling away so he couldn’t feel the texture of her skin, or
the limp greasiness of her hair.
“Easy,”
he soothed her. “Just be easy.”
“Go.
Please go.”
“I
can’t, Jericho. Now that I’ve found you, I won’t leave.
I…can’t.”
“How?”
She did try to push from his embrace then, but her muscle weakness
didn’t let her get far. Isaac held her easily, not even exerting
force. She tucked her head down, hoping the limp clumps of her hair
hid her face. “How did you find me?”
“You
received a letter a long time ago with a change of address on it.”
Bitterness filled his sharp laugh. “It took a while to find my
courage and come.”
“You
shouldn’t have.”
“I
should have come sooner,” he argued. “Then maybe you would have
found your courage, too.”
“This
isn’t about—” Using every ounce of willpower at her disposal,
Jericho wrenched from her husband’s hold and lunged toward the
wall. On her hands and knees, her movements were jerky and awkward,
much too revealing, but she couldn’t help herself. She reached for
the light switch.
Isaac
caught her shoulder and hauled her back against his chest. She
dropped her chin, letting her hair hide her. “Does the light hurt
your eyes?” he asked.
“Yes.”
“Do
I hurt your eyes too, Jericho?”
Strength
deserted her. The last gasp of sanity blew through her lungs with an
agonizing burn. Her heart seemed to collapse in on itself. Unable to
breathe or make a sound past the pain, she simply shook her head.
“Then
look at me.”
She
shook her head again, squeezing her eyes closed, tucking her chin
until her neck ached.
“Who
are you hiding from, Jericho?”
When
she remained silent, Isaac pressed his lips close to her ear,
burrowing through her dirty hair until his rough whisper abraded her
skin. “Who the fuck do you think was at your side in the hospital?
You really think I haven’t seen your face?”
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About
Lola White
Delve
into the emotions, dive into the erotic.
An
extensive traveler who loves to incorporate various legends from
around the world into her tales, author Lola White likes to twist
reality at its edges in her stories. She likes delving into the
emotions of her characters, finding their strengths and weaknesses
and seeing how they get themselves out of whatever trouble has found
them—if they can.
