Blood Bonds by J. Bree
My rating: 3 of 5 stars
“The road to hell for me is paved with everything I would do for you, and that list never fucking ends.”
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“Once again, I find myself in a mess of my own making.”
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“Gabe and Bassinger were the ones without a shared coherent thought between them that wouldn’t have possibly strung together the idea that maybe they should leave the GPS tracker in her.”
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“There’s quiet in the cab for a moment, only the roar of the engine to be heard, and then the Gifted in the back says, “How do I get on that safe list? Is there an application process, or do I just have to break my own leg? I’m not against it or anything, just not exactly my first choice.”
I turn to look at him and smirk at the sheer terror that flits over his face before he regains control of himself, tightening his grip on the gun.”
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“I WATCH as the tension leaks out of my Bond’s body more and more the further we get from the town site of the Sanctuary.
I have no real idea of where the fuck we are, other than the fact that we’re still in the States, but there’s a sandy sort of desertscape on the edges of the town and a warren of caves out”
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