From NY Times and USA Today Bestselling Author Josie Litton
Amelia
and Ian's story comes to a stunning conclusion in Book Three of this
erotic retelling of "Sleeping Beauty" set in the near future. Escaping
deadly danger in the glittering city of Manhattan, the lovers find
refuge on an island sanctuary where beauty disguises lethal intent.
As
they seek to bridge the chasm of lies and half-truths that threaten to
destroy them, they discover a new, far deeper love that opens the way to
healing and redemption.
But
when a deadly enemy threatens to strike again, Ian and Amelia have no
choice but to return to the world beyond the island. There they must
confront their ultimate fears and together find the means to save
everything that matters most.
*Contains sexual content. Intended for mature audiences.*
This
is the final book in the ANEW trilogy. Books One and Two are available
now. I’m looking forward to writing more stories in the world of Anew.
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Excerpt:
Prologue
May, 2059
Island of Manhattan
“Those who hold power in this city and beyond must be held accountable for their actions by all citizens.”
I’m
facing the camera, explaining on the record why my men raided the elite
sadomasochistic club favored by the city’s power brokers, when I hear
Amelia cry out.
“Ian!”
She
sounds upset, even frantic. Why? What’s happening? I break off,
turning, at the same time starting toward her. That’s when I see it.
Drone. Armed. Incoming.
My
brain only barely has time to grasp that much. My body has even less
chance to react. I throw myself to the side just as the world explodes
in blinding light that turns instantly to darkness, swallowing me whole.
Pain! Intense, savage, eating me from the inside out.
Screaming. My own? Maybe, but others as well. So many screams.
Amelia!
I
smell smoking metal and blood but all I can think of is getting to her,
protecting her, keeping her safe. My soul rips apart at the thought
that she could be hurt and I can’t reach her. But my body no longer
obeys my commands. I’m detached somehow, floating outside it.
I
look down and see the body of a man, lying twisted and broken on the
ground. There are other people, yelling, running, but I focus on him. I
need a moment to understand who I’m looking at.
Myself.
Dying.
The
clarity of that realization gut-punches me but it also brings a strange
measure of calm. I’m not afraid, on the contrary a sense of peace wells
up in me. As it does, the darkness gives way to a circle of glowing
light that expands outward, drawing me irresistibly.
I try to struggle but my connection to the world and everything in it is fading fast. I’m not going to make it--
Suddenly,
I feel Amelia’s presence. Joy and relief fill me. I cling to her as her
touch draws me back. The light begins to recede. I let it go without
regret.
My
head is in her lap. I’m cold, so cold but she warms me. She’s the air
and light, hope and promise. She’s everything to me. I can’t leave her. I
won’t
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