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Villains or Heroes (Star City Crusaders 3)

Author(s): Ashlynn Monroe

When Kory was taken into Doctor Death’s embrace, she found a long lost friend. Her connection with him has left her with an inner battle against good and evil that is pulling her in two directions. Can Kory convince her dark lover to switch teams -- or is she doomed to watch the man she loves destroy himself from the inside out?

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Villains or Heroes (Star City Crusaders 3)
Ashlynn Monroe
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Copyright ©2014 Ashlynn Monroe

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Kory was wearing nothing but one of Thatcher's, a.k.a. Doctor Death's, long white lab coats and her panties. She danced around the laboratory to the thundering rhythm of AC/DC while making coffee. She hadn't ever considered herself much of a morning person, but weeks in captivity had changed her internal alarm clock.

At first Thatcher had kept her in a dark room and she'd spent her days and nights just catching up on sleep. But when he started to let her out, she hadn't run away, and over time he'd stopped watching her. Eventually she made herself at home.

She knew her mother would be worried, yet she couldn't bring herself to try to escape. Her recently discovered superpower of empathy was most likely the culprit. She had a feeling Thatcher's need to keep her was mucking up her feelings.

He'd been out late last night and when he'd come back to his lab he'd looked morose and exhausted. She should hate the villain who held her against her will, but she couldn't bring herself to do that. His pain touched her like a dark caress and she wanted to help him. There was good in him, she could see it. She'd met him as a child, when he'd been injured, but the man still held that boy's agony in his heart.

"You brighten this place," Thatcher divulged gruffly. "I should send you away."

Kory squeaked and turned in surprise. She thought he'd sleep longer considering he'd only been home a few hours. Home. She missed hers. No matter how many times he said he shouldn't keep her there, he never sent her away. She knew that should bother her, but it didn't. He looked so hot with his mussed dark hair, intense blue eyes, and dimpled chin. He was lean and tall with unexpected muscle in all the right places. She was lusting after the villain and the need made her inwardly cringe.

She'd suffered this tortured man in her head for years without fully understanding what his presence meant. She'd accepted him as a mental illness she was managing. He'd kept her from enduring an assault of empathy. She had a power, she was one of the mutants, and now she was trapped here and unable to use the thing that made her special.

"Can I touch you, Kory?" Thatcher queried softly.

He wore long blue gloves that kept his electrified hands of death away from the world until he chose to unleash his awesome power. She shivered. His thick goggles kept her from reading his expression. "Why?"

He stepped back and whatever moment they'd been having ended. "Why indeed, sweet little Kory?"

She glared at him. He gave a brief snort of amusement. He never truly laughed and that made her melancholy on his behalf. "Why am I still here?" she snapped.

His turmoil didn't excuse his actions. As much as she wanted to comfort him, and fuck him, she needed to escape and put her mother's worry to rest. It was time to put an end to her foolishness and Thatcher's selfishness. The contradictory feelings left her overwhelmed. She wondered if it was the empathy reading his lust or something to that affect. Kory rubbed her upper arms. Suddenly, the lab felt cold.

Thatcher turned, running up the stairs like a madman, screaming unintelligible things. She made out only one phrase. "It's too soon!"

Fear kept her frozen. His extra outburst of insanity wasn't a good sign.

The door swung open and a woman walked in. Kory's eyes widened. The newcomer wore white spandex with her knee high go-go boots. Her chestnut brown hair, pulled back in a ponytail, shone under the lights. A tiny pair of black cat ears sat perched on her head. A dark mask covered the upper half of her face. Her eyes were so bright blue they almost glowed like the electricity in Thatcher's hands. If those eyes hadn't been glowing, they'd have been the same color as her own. They were the same height and build. Their cheeks and chin were even the same. The cat woman could have been Kory's sister.

Kory knew who she was, at any rate. Killer Kitty.


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ISBN (Print):
ISBN (Electronic): 06839-02202
Genre: Romance
Date Published: 04/08/2014
Publisher: Changeling Press

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