Total pages in book: 42
Estimated words: 38490 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 192(@200wpm)___ 154(@250wpm)___ 128(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 38490 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 192(@200wpm)___ 154(@250wpm)___ 128(@300wpm)
Read Online Books/Novels: | Mountain Man |
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Author/Writer of Book/Novel: | Jordan Silver |
| Language: | English |
| ISBN/ ASIN: | B07MP9D2PM |
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After watching my wife die right in front of my eyes, I had no interest in ever putting myself through the rigors of life and love again. I wanted no part in the happily ever after fairytale and to make sure there was never any chance of it happening, I moved to the mountains. Away from life and anything to do with it. And then one night it happened, it started with a scream in the middle of the night, a scream that was followed by the most intense sense of knowing. Something as a trained marine I knew I couldn't ignore. | |
| Books by Author: | Jordan Silver Books |
1
Braden
“NO, ELENA, fuck…no.” I dropped to my knees in shocked horror at the gruesome scene playing out before my eyes. My legs refused to move and the rest of my body felt like it was weighed down with lead.
Air got trapped in my lungs as I tried to breathe and no other sound came except the animal like grunts that were all I could get past my lips. Suddenly darkness fell like a blanket, enshrouding me in its grasp.
There was a deafening silence as heavy as the dark, and in my head were the screams that were trapped in my soul, fighting to be released.
I shook my head vigorously and my vision gradually cleared as time practically stood still. All around me life carried on as if in slow motion.
My limbs felt weak and heavy as I made my way to the middle of the street on my hands and knees to reach my wife’s side. Still not believing that my eyes were seeing what they were. But as my brain finally caught up, I knew what hell felt like.
This was not supposed to happen, not to her. She was the most innocent one here, her only crime loving me, being mine. My heart died the second I reached her side and saw what they’d done to her.
Tears streamed down my face blinding me as I cradled what was left of her head on my thigh. One beautiful eye looked unseeingly up at the dark night sky while the other laid on the asphalt a few feet away.
My mouth opened in a silent scream that became a tortured roar as I felt everything that was good in me fall away. Ice-cold rage is all I felt, and a loss so strong it would be hard to put into words.
The man I was left my body and something feral took his place. I went cold and numb inside as I felt the change come over me. I didn’t try to fight it, but accepted.
It wasn’t the first time I’d been sucked under. But I knew this time was going to be worse than any that had come before. Still, I let it take me, it’s where I needed to be right now. Nothing else will do.
I knew it was dangerous to let myself go to that place, to stay there for too long, but there was no turning back. I’m going to need it to do what needs to be done to make this right.
Later I’ll fight my way back, maybe. Because the one who was good at bringing me back was no longer here. She was the only one who knew how to tug on my leash when I needed it. That was too bad for them!
They’d just destroyed the one thing that stood between me putting a bullet in their heads, or the evisceration they will suffer when I find them; and I will find them. The ones responsible, if it’s the last thing I do.
I didn’t hear the rush of pounding feet that hurried towards me. Or the screams of rage from my men as they fell to their knees beside me. I couldn’t hear or see through the fury that descended like a covering veil.
I only came out of my fugue state when I felt arms lifting her away from me. “Don’t… get the fuck away from her.” The EMTs backed away at my roar and the insistence of my men who came to their rescue. Saving them from certain harm.
I held on until I heard my best friend’s voice in my ear telling me it was okay to let go. I don’t know how I controlled the shaking in my limbs, or how I was able to contain the roar of rage that was now lodged in my lungs.
She was gone, and my arms felt so empty, as empty as the place where my heart had been only a few minutes ago. Now as the darkness receded I could hear the sirens and see the flashing lights and everyone seemed to be moving at warp speed.
I refused to move when someone, I don’t know who, tried lifting me by the arms. Words of fiery anger got trapped on my tongue while inside I screamed and raged at the injustice.
Something dark and ugly took root inside me and I let it. I let it feed on me as I sat there feeling like my very soul had been destroyed. And well it might have been. She was the best part of me!
I needed to throw up but there was no strength left in me for even that. For the first time in my life my training abandoned me and I was left swinging in the wind. “Come on Cap, we gotta get you outta here.”
My team tried to get me to move but their words fell on deaf ears. Yes, they would try to save my life now, not knowing that it had ended with the bullet in my wife’s head.