Possessing Eden (Disciples #7) Read Online Izzy Sweet, Sean Moriarty

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Dark, Mafia Tags Authors: , Series: Disciples Series by Izzy Sweet
Series: Sean Moriarty
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Total pages in book: 114
Estimated words: 113805 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 569(@200wpm)___ 455(@250wpm)___ 379(@300wpm)
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Ducking down below the wall again, I don’t know how many more there are, but I must look. Ejecting the mag, I check the bullet count. I have two left in it.

Fuck.

Pushing the clip back in, I take a breath.

Rising up again, my gun is shot out of my grip and my hand is suddenly on fire.

“Fucking cunt!” I scream at the fucker who just destroyed my favorite gun.

Well fuck.

Looking back up over the ledge of the low wall, I see the Russian cunt grinning as she starts to saunter towards me.

It’s just her now. The rest of her small group are dead or down on the ground groaning.

22

Eden

Maneuvering around all the cars and bodies left in the street, I keep my eyes focused forward, resisting the urge to gawk.

How many men attacked us? How many did James, Gabriel, and Nathaniel take out on their own?

Every security SUV we pass is shot up and empty, the men laying in the grass or hanging out the doors.

The neighborhood looks like a fucking post-apocalyptic war zone.

At one point, I have no choice but to run over a dead guy’s legs to get through.

The little bump and crunch will probably forever haunt me…

“Left or right?” I ask as we near the gated entrance.

And now I get to see firsthand what caused the loud boom.

The burnt remains of two white vans smolder in front of the gatehouse, dark smoke snaking up to the sky.

“Right,” James answers and shifts his black bag into his lap.

“Do we need to worry about the police?” I ask as I ease my foot onto the brake, slowing to take the turn.

The brake is more sensitive than I expected though and we still end up jerking to a halt.

James gives me a sharp look. “No. A couple of our guys on the inside are running interference.”

I wince. “Sorry, not used to these brakes…”

“Don’t worry, Eden,” Nathaniel says from the back. “You’re doing great. I had the same issue when I first purchased the car.”

Nodding and trying to keep my hands from trembling too obviously, I start to take the right turn only to slam on the brakes again as a black SUV almost slams into me.

“Shit!” I screech.

“Fuck!” James bellows at the same time, grabbing onto the door handle.

“And that would be the backup security,” Gabriel rumbles. “Fucking assholes! Watch where you’re going!”

My heart trying to pound its way through my ribs, I tremble in my seat.

Leaning over me, James starts to thump his bloodied left hand against the horn. “Move fuckers! Move!”

The black SUV slowly backs up, giving me enough room to get by.

Gabriel slaps the back of my seat. “Let’s go.”

“Be still,” Nathaniel snaps. “I’m trying to work here.”

“Yeah, yeah…” Gabriel grumbles. “Just hurry up.”

“Unlike you, Gabriel, I like to take my time,” Nathaniel says as I finally get to make the right turn. “When you rush, you’re more likely to make a mistake or miss something.”

“Is that what you’ve been doing with Amanda, Doc?” Gabriel asks. “Taking your time?”

“What? No…” Nathaniel scoffs. “I have no idea what you’re talking about.”

“We’ve all seen you making eyes at her,” Gabriel says. “Haven’t we, James?”

“Oh yeah,” James quickly agrees. “You watch her like a lovesick puppy. It’s disgusting.”

“So?” Nathaniel says sharply then loudly clears his throat. “I mean… She’s a beautiful woman. Of course, I’m going to look at her. I wouldn’t call it making eyes at her, though.”

“Uh-huh…” Gabriel drawls out like he’s not buying it.

“Just shut up and let me work,” Nathaniel growls.

Gabriel chuckles. “Sounds like you’ve got some sexual frustration there, Doc. Been a long time?”

James shifts in his seat, adjusting his black bag between his legs. “Don’t wait too long. Take it from me, shit will make you go crazy.”

“Yeah, how long did you have blue balls for, James? A year?” Gabriel asks. “I’m surprised those fuckers didn’t fall off.”

“I’m working awfully close to your balls, Gabriel,” Nathaniel says irritably. “You sure you want to keep talking about mine?”

The windy, wooded road ahead of me empty, I try my best to smoothly ease up my speed. The men’s banter putting me more at ease.

Unfortunately, I simply don’t know what the fuck I’m doing. I don’t have the comfort or experience to know how slow or fast I can take a turn.

Or how hard the brakes will engage.

When the tires squeal as I take a wide turn a little too fast, James glances over at me again with worry in his eyes. “You’re sure you know to drive?”

“Doesn’t everybody?” I snap back, my nerves getting to me. “I’m just in a hurry.”

“We still need to get there in one—” he starts to say only to grab onto his door handle again when the next sharper turn in the opposite direction almost sends us off the road.

“Slow the fuck down!” he demands.


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