Chaos – Dogs of War Book 2 By J.M. Madden

Destruction
Dogs Of War Book 2
By
NY Times & USA Today Bestselling Author
J.M. Madden

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Going back into the torture camp where he’d been so brutally abused is the last thing Navy SEAL Drake Fontana wants to do, but if there are other men being experimented upon he has to be the one to get them out. And he has to give them an option other than to be a test subject to the Silverstone Collaborative, the pharmaceutical company funding the diabolical experiments.

If he had his way, Drake would go in alone, but he’s assigned a team of retired, disabled military from the Lost and Found group. They all have strengths, but he hates being responsible for their safety. The most vital of the team is Jordan Madeira. The woman has fire in her blood and her heart, and she has contacts in the Amazon he could never find on his own.

More than that, though, Jordan holds an immediate, dangerous attraction for Fontana. As the team crosses the jungle destroying research camps and searching for survivors, he realizes that she is what his heart has always been longing for. Home. But Fontana has always had to fight for everything he’s gotten in life, and Jordan’s heart will be no different.

If you haven’t read Genesis and Chaos you may want to go back and read them first. They contain important lead up to the events in this book.

Planning the next step in taking down the Silverstone Corporation is in the works. Jordan Madeira’s mother may be the key to the success of this mission. Aiden, Fontana and Wolfe have to have confirmation of the sites in South America. While they don’t expect them to be operational after two years. If there is a possibility of survivors in any of the three camps, they had to get them out.

Called to a meeting by her bosses Jordan is a bit confused as to why her. Although Chad had be acting a bit strange and asking about her mother before her shift. Perhaps she will now get some understanding.

However, it’s Duncan, Chad and John, that get surprised. After she tells them her mother is unavailable, she informs them that she can fly and has access to a helicopter.

The team is selected and the team takes off to Venezuela to get the helicopter.

It’s Jordan’s Uncle who greets them at the airfield and without further ado the team prepares to fly to the first site on the list.

This is a favorite scene.

Madeira opened a hatch at the back of the chopper. “We can store our gear here until we find a place to land.”

The men moved in and threw their bags into the back but unpacked their MP5s and slung the tactical slings over their shoulders. Then they climbed into the cabin of the chopper. Madeira moved to the pilot’s seat, on the left, and opened the door.

A spate of harsh Spanish flew from her mouth and she raised a fist at her uncle, who sat chuckling in the cab of the truck, waiting for her to lift off. Madeira threw the bright red child’s booster seat across the tarmac. “You better burn that, Pablo! No more!”

Fontana found himself grinning as he watched what appeared to be a familiar refrain between family. It was obvious the two of them loved each other very much, even though they didn’t get to see one another very often.

Madeira pinned him with a glare. “Don’t you go getting ideas! Get in!”

She made a motion to the seat beside her in the cockpit. He hesitated, not sure he wanted to have such a view. He’d ridden in helicopters many time before as a SEAL, but he’d never ridden in front where he could see his death coming that much faster. “I can ride in the cabin with the guys.”

“Or you can help me scope out landing sites.” she called as she began flipping switches. The rotor began to turn overhead as the engines wound to life.

Growling, he circled the helicopter and twisted open the handle to climb inside. He adjusted the fit on the safety straps, letting them out to fit his frame, and began buckling up. Madeira had already snapped in, as if the belts had already been adjusted to her size.

She glanced at him for a moment.

“Do you need help with anything?”

He shook his head, glancing down at the thin blue nylon straps his life depended upon.
JM Madden. Destruction (pp. 44-45). Kindle Edition.

It’s after visiting that first site and what they found there that Jordan came to understand a bit more about Fontana, and he her.

Amid all the action, pain and flashbacks, Fontana finds an anchor in Jordan. The two of them have definite chemistry that is both explosive and sizzling.

I laughed, cried and held my breath in this book. Now I’m off to read Retribution, the next book in this series, so I’m ready when Catalyst is released.

5 Contented Purrs for J.M.!

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J.M. Madden

J.M. Madden writes compelling romances between ‘combat modified’ military men and the women who love them. J.M. Madden loves any and all good love stories, most particularly her own. She has two beautiful children and a husband who always keeps her on her toes.

J.M. was a Deputy Sheriff in Ohio for nine years, until hubby moved the clan to Kentucky. When not chasing the family around, she’s at the computer, reading and writing, perfecting her craft. She occasionally takes breaks to feed her animal horde and is trying to control her office-supply addiction, but both tasks are uphill battles. Happily, she is writing full-time and always has several projects in the works.

She also dearly loves to hear from readers! So, drop her a line. She’ll respond.

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