The Fallen Gods Complete Series: Books 4-7 by K.A Knight

Author:K.A Knight [Knight, K.A]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2021-02-15T00:00:00+00:00

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Sitting up slightly, I cross my legs under me as I sip the warm tea. My laptops, both of them, are open and searching for my next target. Background checks, cameras, credit cards, houses…hell, even arrest warrants and credit scores. I like to know every single thing about them. What kind of porn they like, if they hit their spouses, everything, and then I use it against them and kill them.

And yeah, it feels a little personal. I almost fucked this man, and now he turns up on my hit list? I need this to be over swiftly before the council finds out. Pissing them off will only lead to a headache.

Just because I work for them doesn’t mean I like them. In the beginning, I had no choice. Work for them and be protected, or be a cast out, a stray. Strays don’t last long, especially women. They taught me to fight, to hunt, and to track. They paid me and gave me a home. I know they aren’t good people, but they aren’t all bad either, and at least with me hunting for them, stopping supes who are killing others and humans, I might just be making a difference. Plus, I get to curb my bloodlust without turning into a serial killer, which is always good.

My systems are running, so I lean back and sip my tea, looking out of the front bay window—bulletproof, of course, and filled with silver. It will stop shifters, but not me. For some reason, it never bothered me, just another abnormality to add to my lovely, odd qualities. Underneath the window is a deep green ottoman, which is filled with bombs, grenades, and extra weapons.

Weapons are hidden in every place I could find, just in case I’m attacked. There are alarms, cameras, and even a fucking safe room. I spent all my money on this house—it’s a fucking fortress. From the outside, it’s like any other, but inside…it’s my safe place. I can’t run wild with the packs, I can’t let my animal…animals be free, but I can give them this—a safe place to shift, a place where they can rest and relax, knowing they won’t be attacked, hurt, or betrayed.

The fluffy carpet under my left foot grounds me as I dig my bare toes into it near the roaring fire. I run hot anyway and never really get cold, but something about the smell of the logs, ash, and smoke makes me think of better times. Simpler times. The mantle around it is black and gold with two swords crossed above it. My two green sofas are comfy and wide, and a TV hides in the huge, old-style cupboard in the corner.

The ceilings are high and filled with beautiful patterns and architecture, and also two golden chandeliers which, yes, house weapons. They also hide microphones and cameras.

Furniture and function, baby.

In the basement, I have my gym and training center with my knife throwing practice ring, my dummies, my shooting range, and so much more.

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