Memento Mori
Masters and Mercenaries: The Forgotten,
Book 1
By Lexi Blake
Coming August 28, 2018
Six men with
no memories of the past
One leader
with no hope for the future
A man without
a past
Jax woke up in a lab, his memories erased,
and his mind reprogrammed to serve a mad woman’s will. After being liberated
from his prison, he pledged himself to the only thing he truly knows—his team.
Six men who lost everything they were. They must make certain no one else gets
their hands on the drugs that stole their lives, all while hiding from every
intelligence organization on the planet. The trail has led him to an
unforgiving mountainside and a beautiful wilderness expert who may be his only
hope of finding the truth.
A woman with
a bright future
River Lee knows her way around the
Colorado wilderness. She’s finally found a home in a place called Bliss after
years lost in darkness. The nature guide prefers to show her clients the beauty
found in the land, but she also knows the secrets the mountains hold. When she
meets Jax, something about the troubled man calls to her. She agrees to lead him
to the site of an abandoned government facility hidden deep in the forest. She never
dreamed she was stepping into the middle of a battlefield.
A love that
could heal a broken soul
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Excerpt
“Hello. I’m Jax.” His voice
was deep but there was a musical quality to it. She would bet he could sing.
“This is my brother, Tucker.”
Brothers. They oddly didn’t
look a lot alike, but she’d seen siblings who she would never have guessed came
from the same parents. Tucker wasn’t bad himself. Dark, wavy hair any woman
would love to have. It was slightly overgrown but did nothing but enhance his
male-model beauty. He seemed far softer than his incredibly masculine friend.
Her first impression of Jax
hadn’t been false. He was broad and muscular, his face defined by stark planes
and lines. He looked predatory and hungry.
She could barely breath.
Maybe this was a mistake. She would have a hard time watching this gorgeous man
fawn all over Heather. Something about him pulled her in, made her want to
forget that she had terrible taste in men. It was like there was some invisible
tether connecting her to him.
Except that was stupid
because he couldn’t be here for her.
“I’m Heather and my very
quiet friend’s name is River.” Heather was smiling that ridiculously sunny
smile of hers, the one no man could resist. “Thanks for the fries. You know
normally men send over drinks. I’m glad you’re so concerned with consent.
That’s very forward thinking of you.”
Tucker shook his head.
“We’re not allowed to have sex without consent. Do we need a note? Like a
contract?”
Jax jabbed an elbow in his
brother’s ribs. “He’s being a weirdo and moving way, way too fast. Sorry about
that. He doesn’t get out much.”
Tucker frowned and said
something under his breath that sounded like neither do you, but then a sweet smile came over his face. “Sorry.
Sometimes my jokes fall flat. Can we please join you? We’re in town for a week
or so and besides the Russian dude, we haven’t met anyone.”
“Sure.” Heather slid over.
River did the same,
expecting Tucker to slide in next to her, but it was Jax’s big body that moved
beside her. She felt tiny compared to him. She watched as Heather grinned her
way as though to say you were wrong.
Tucker sat beside Heather
and started passing out the small plates.
Jax probably wanted to be
able to look at Heather. That was it.
God, he smelled good. She
kind of wanted to lean over and run her nose along his shoulder and up his
neck. He smelled like soap and sandalwood.
“Can I get you some? I like
French fries but they’re even better with cheese and bacon. I think maybe
everything is better with cheese and bacon, but if you want something else,
I’ll get it for you. You can have anything on the menu. And I’ll buy the wine
or beer or whatever. I merely wanted you to understand I don’t want to get
drunk tonight. I would rather get to know you.”
She turned, expecting to
see Jax staring across at Heather. Nope. Those stunning green eyes were staring
at her expectantly. He had a plate in his hand as though waiting for her permission
to serve her.
Her. He was looking at her.
“She does talk,” Heather
said. “I’ve heard her and everything.”
“Yeah, I would love some.”
She was hungry, actually. It was odd. Her stomach kind of rumbled, but in a
good way. For the last year and a half it seemed she’d lost her appetite and
had to force herself to eat, but tonight she smelled the fries and cheese and
bacon and wanted.
And she wanted him, too.
She wasn’t going to lie to herself. This time she would be smart. If he turned
out to be a nice guy, she might spend the night with him. Might. And then she
would send him on his way because he was a tourist.
She wouldn’t fall for him
because she wouldn’t spend more than a night.
ABOUT LEXI BLAKE
NY Times and USA Today bestselling author Lexi Blake lives in North Texas with her husband, three kids, and the laziest rescue dog in the world. She began writing at a young age, concentrating on plays and journalism. It wasn't until she started writing romance and urban fantasy that she found the stories of her heart. She likes to find humor in the strangest places and believes in happy endings no matter how odd the couple, threesome, or foursome may seem.
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