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A BAT OUT OF HELL
Hybrids 2
A
caver looking for the discovery of a lifetime…
A
hybrid freak hiding from the men who created him…
Bonding may be their only hope for survival.
Coming October 6 2012
Available for Pre-order at Silver
Publishing:
EXCERPT (Unedited Sneak Peek)
I'm Flying
I want to soar higher and touch the
stars.
The mountains below are hidden by
clouds.
I stick my tongue out and taste
marshmallow fluff.
The sense of freedom is so
exhilarating.
I'm
Falling…
119 jerked and his limbs thrashed wildly. The ground was coming up fast
and everything was a blur, but instead of colliding with the earth, he
collapsed on a soft surface. Suddenly his eyes flew open. Disoriented, his gaze
went directly to the transparent wall of his cell where lights shone through
the glass, twinkling like stars, so close and yet so far. Bogus, all of
it—technology imitating nature. It had been such a vivid dream 119 felt
devastated by a loss of freedom he'd never really had. But it had felt so real…
He bit back angry tears; he had only ever been free in his dreams. Clutching
the sweat-soaked sheets that covered the narrow institutional bed, he turned
his head away from the galaxy of flashing electronic lights and finally spotted
the two men watching him from a dim corner of the cell. Two pairs of glittering
eyes met his and he felt impaled by their steady gaze.
"Hello, 119." Kane's voice, smooth as a cat's purr, set off
warning bells. Guards did not enter the cells after lights out. "We want
to have a little chat."
Chat: a prison euphemism for sex.
"Just a quiet talk among friends." Curt spoke in a bored
voice. "Okay?" He cracked his knuckles and then stretched his thick
neck to his right shoulder and then the left.
No! I don't want to talk to either of you. "Yes."
"See, Curt. I told you he was a good boy." 119 cringed at the
mocking smile on Kane's face. Despite Curt's taller stature and thick girth, it was
Kane who frightened 119 more. With his slicked back hair, chilling, close-set eyes and
wispy goatee, Kane looked like the devil himself.
Happy Reading
Gale Stanley
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