Dive into the thrilling third novel in the Mortal Machine series by Jocelyn Adams...
Since their last battle, life for the Mortal Machine—the secret-society that protects Earth and its inhabitants from dark outside forces—has become almost...normal. For everyone but Addison. The evil she’s imprisoned in her soul has begun eating away at her sanity, and despite her soul mate Asher’s efforts to hold her together, it’s causing painful and terrifying delusions.
Consequently, nobody believes Addison's warnings that Marcus, their old enemy, has returned. When Marcus threatens Asher and the Machine, she agrees to find what he seeks—a treasure that, in his hands, could be deadly.
If she relies too much on Asher, she knows he’ll likely imprison her, if only to preserve what's left of her deteriorating mind. But if she fails this final test, Earth will fall. So Addison is forced to distance herself from her love, to prevent the life she wants with Asher from being over before it truly begins.
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Excerpt:
Asher gestured to my plate, where a fork teetered next to the spaghetti piled in the center. I understood that he wouldn’t go on until I fed myself. My stubborn streak wanted to protest, but the scents were finally stirring my hunger, so I twirled up some noodles and brought them to my mouth.
“I was living with my uncle at the time we first met in 1325,” Asher said, “and he made me steal for him. If I didn’t, he’d beat me senseless.”
“Asher,” I began, but he put his finger over my lips.
“I’m not trying to upset you, I need you to understand. The soldiers in the nearby village where I was to steal some valuable cloth caught me in the act. They were in the process of stringing me up in the nearest tree when you—when Adaline—came streaking across the dirt holding her skirts in her hands, her eyes so fierce every one of them took a step back. You were only sixteen years old, and I was eighteen.”
The fork dropped out of my hand, and I snatched it up again.
“Even with a noose around my neck, I wished I’d stolen my uncle’s finest suit instead of that cloth and had greeted such a lady as a proper man. Because that’s the way you looked at me. Not as a dirty, thieving scoundrel, but a man of consequence.”
My chest ached. “Asher, don’t—”
“After their initial shock faded, two of the soldiers went after you. I’d never seen a lady of obvious wealth and upbringing stand up to men in that time, but they eventually knocked you to the ground, and they were going to…” A harsh breath rushed out of him, and he turned away. “I’d resigned myself to being hanged, but I couldn’t let them hurt you. I managed to pull my wrists out of the rope they’d bound me with and stole a blade from the guard nearest me. I fought through three more to get to you.
“When they were all either fleeing or disabled, I helped you to your feet and pushed you toward the direction you’d come from. ‘You fool,’ I said to you. ‘Run before they string you up beside me.’”
Asher smiled then, and shook his head. “But you didn’t run. You said, ‘I will not leave you, and I cannot go home. So show some spirit and flee. Keep up with me if you can.’ And then you were off, running across the fields at lightning speed. Without a thought, you’d given up your home, your comfortable life, to save a stranger. To save me.”
Previous Books in the Mortal Machine Series:
Darkside Sun (Book One)
Addison Beckett tries hard to pretend she’s normal, but she’s far from it. Since she was six years old, she’s seen the world around her unraveling, as if someone is pulling a thread from a sweater and it’s all slowly coming undone. When she ignores it, it goes away, so that’s what she does.
Enter her arrogant-but-hot professor Asher Green. He knows all about her special brand of crazy. In fact, he might be just as nuts as she is. Asher insists that the dead from a parallel dimension are trying to possess the living in this one. And since Addison seems to be the only one who can see these “wraiths,” she just might be the key to saving the world.
Addison wants nothing to do with Asher or his secret society, The Mortal Machine. But as their animosity grows, she finds it harder and harder to ignore the chemistry between them. And when she discovers that Machine laws forbid her from touching him, she realizes that’s all she wants to do.
Stop the wraiths. Break the rules. Save the world. All in a day’s work.
Normal was overrated, anyway.
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Midnight Dawn (Book Two)
With only three days until the wraith king turns the earth into an all-you-can-eat buffet, Addison Beckett is forced to enlist brooding sentinel Asher Green’s help to unlock the Mortal Machine. According to the founder, all she has to do is find the sanctuary—the same sanctuary she can’t remember because Asher erased her memories.
Trying to save humanity while navigating Asher’s lies is a royal pain. But the more time she and Asher spend together, the harder her soul tries to remind her what else he’s made her forget—that he loves her, wants her, needs her.
When she’s trapped by the wraith king and forced to pick who will stand by her in the coming battle, Addison is faced with an impossible choice: the sentinel she loves who refuses to love her back, or a powerful stranger who insists they’re meant to be together. Her decision will determine the fate of humanity, and once decided, can’t be undone.
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About the author:
Jocelyn is an office grunt by day and creator of romance and adventure by night. Born a farmer’s daughter with a vivid imagination, she spent her childhood dreaming up stories that remained untold until 2010.
With no formal training, she relied on the honest feedback of her writing group to take her from that first short story all the way to THE END of her first novel. She now has eight published novels and has recently signed a 3-book deal with Entangled Publishing.
When she isn’t slinging words, you can find her shooting her bow or enjoying the serenity of family life in her little house in the woods.
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