Toxic Game Read online Christine Feehan (GhostWalkers #15)

Categories Genre: Fantasy/Sci-fi, Paranormal, Romance, Suspense Tags Authors: Series: GhostWalkers Series by Christine Feehan
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Total pages in book: 153
Estimated words: 140965 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 705(@200wpm)___ 564(@250wpm)___ 470(@300wpm)
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You like my cock too much for that to happen.

That was true and there was no denying the obvious. She was the one waking him up if they both fell asleep and she often initiated the sex, sometimes only a couple of hours after he’d made love to her. She was addicted to the mixture of lust and love he wrapped her in every time he touched her. No matter what he did, it was always mind-blowing and beautiful.

Now who’s the one making me blush?

Shylah leaned her head back against him, listening to the easy camaraderie of the GhostWalker team. These men went into combat together, relied on one another to watch their backs. They trusted one another implicitly, and it showed in the way they treated one another. They ribbed one another, but it was always good-natured. Draden belonged with these men and she belonged with Draden. She was going to like her new home.

She concentrated on Bellisia, wanting her to be happy, hoping she was every bit as happy as Shylah was. Each time Bellisia looked up at Ezekiel, he would look down at her with such love on his face, Shylah couldn’t help but think the two of them were as happy as she and Draden were.

She reached out to Bellisia. Are you happy? Does he treat you right?

Bellisia’s gaze jumped to her face. She nodded. I’m so in love with him it makes me crazy sometimes. I didn’t know I could feel this way.

I didn’t either, Shylah admitted. Draden makes every minute I’m breathing so worth it. I know it sounds like a fairy tale, Bellisia, but he really is amazing the way he loves me. I never thought I’d have this, and it’s all the more precious because I thought love and family was for everyone else, not me.

I was so scared when Wyatt told Ezekiel that you both were infected with the virus. I made up my mind to find a way to get to Whitney if you had died. Now, we’re being threatened because Whitney just can’t stop.

This little present to the GhostWalkers is from Cheng, at least it sounded like he was the one who ordered it. Even his friends seem to think he’s going downhill. They’ll probably put out a hit on him and we won’t have to take him down.

Bellisia gave a slight shake of her head. Cheng hurt Zara, Shylah. He would have sold her into trafficking, and Zeke said it was the most vile, disgusting thing he’d ever seen going after Bolan Zhu, his right-hand man and actual brother. Bolan tortured Zara on Cheng’s orders. Her feet are so damaged she’ll never run like she used to. I’d like to kill the bastard myself.

“Just what are you two women up to?” Joe asked.

“They’re probably discussing some new sex technique,” Malichai said hopefully.

There was a sudden silence. Shylah’s eyes met Bellisia’s and they both burst out laughing.

“Actually, we’re discussing killing Cheng and why,” Bellisia admitted. “Sorry to disappoint you, Malichai, but we already finished that very provocative and extremely kinky technique sharing. Maybe next time.”

Malichai sat up straight. His breath hitched. He looked from Draden to Ezekiel. “She’s gotta talk. Tell us. Both of them have to.”

Shylah shrugged her shoulders and tried to look as nonchalant as Bellisia. “After Draden is treated to that mind-blowing technique, you can ask him all about it. Maybe he’ll share the how-to part.”

Malichai groaned. “I’m going to have to hurry and finish my ad.”

“The one you’ve been working on a year,” Mordichai reiterated.

“I have to get the wording just right,” Malichai defended.

“How many words do you have so far?” Shylah asked.

“ ‘To the angel looking for me.’ ” Malichai smiled. “Isn’t that perfect, although I thought about changing the word the to my. My angel. What do you think?”

“I think you’re going to die of old age before you ever finish that ad,” Ezekiel told his younger brother. Hurry it up for my sake. I’d like a few nephews.”

Shylah rolled her eyes. “What’s wrong with you men? Are you all about having sons?”

“Wyatt isn’t,” Rubin Campo declared. “He has triplets, three little girls, and Pepper is pregnant with twins and they’re girls.”

There was a long moment of silence. Wyatt glared at Rubin. “How the hell did you know that? No one knows. Maybe Nonny. It was a surprise, you blockhead.”

“Sorry, man.” Rubin made a face at his brother, Diego, and then shrugged his shoulders. “I didn’t realize the others didn’t know.”

“Twins?” Draden echoed.

“Girls?” Trap looked genuinely horrified. “Wyatt, that’s five girls. What the fuck? We’re going to have to kill half the boys in the swamp.”

Wyatt sighed and rubbed at the bridge of his nose. “I’m well aware that’s five daughters for me. I can do the math.” He glared at Rubin. “How did you know?”


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