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Valda is trapped, but far from alone. Andreas, Hatch, Oz, and Dirk are all fighting to stay at her side as they work their way through a puzzling prison. The greater struggle for Valda is rebuilding the trust between the five of them.
She doesn’t have their memories, but her guys have proved they’ll start over again as many times as needed. When Oz discovers they are on the clock, the pressure ramps. It will take every one of them working together to solve the riddling path to freedom. As they pull apart their lives to help her rebuild hers, Valda and her men will be tested.
If they succeed, no one can really tell her what waits on the other side. They’ll sacrifice everything to save her. Can she do any less?
This is a reverse harem and the author suggests you always read the forward in her books. This is the second in a trilogy and the story will continue through future books.
Previously published as Their Sacrifice by Jazz Michaels, a pen name. Now re-edited and proofed for re-release.
When we left Valda, she had discovered what was happening, her upset causes the construct to fail and the guys have to start again. This time Hatch makes a decision that can change everything. When Andreas, Oz, and Dirk realize what he’s done they are angry because of the possible consequences.
It’s Valda herself who’s going to change things going forward, and while it’s not totally unexpected, they have to accept whatever happens.
This is a favorite scene.
I fought to turn my head, but it wouldn’t move.
A flicker of movement, and Oz was in front of me. What the hell was he wearing? The white body suit clung to him, outlining every part of his musculature. He’d lost weight. Stubble decorated his cheeks, but his head gleamed where the light touched it. Pure color in the white, foreign chamber holding me captive.
He wasn’t looking at me, and I tried to wiggle my hand or open my mouth to call him. “Perform a bone scan, then pull and run blood work.”
“Acknowledged.” The computronic voice came from everywhere and nowhere. Was I back in that biosphere? Even trapped at this angle, I knew it wasn’t the medbay.
Dammit. Oz! I railed inside, but no sound escaped.
“Hey,” he said, his voice softening as his gaze met mine. He lowered whatever was in his hand, and leaned forward. “Are you awake?” Hope and something much darker surged in his voice.
Yes! I screamed the word. Yes, I’m awake.
What was going on?
No sound escaped.
He looked from me to the monitors. Twice more, his gaze went to me, then away.
I’m here! What’s going on?
“Shit.” He jerked. “Sedate her, now!”
Sedate me? Oz! No!
“Hold on, sweetheart,” he said, twisting away and then back. Switches clicking filled my hearing, but no matter how I tried, I couldn’t turn my head. I couldn’t move. I couldn’t say anything. “I know it’s scary,” Oz murmured, his face filling my vision. Then his fingers appeared in my periphery. Was he touching me?
Why couldn’t I feel it?
“We’re coming for you sweetheart, we’re there. But I need you to go back to sleep— just a little longer. I swear it.”
I wanted to believe him, I wanted to…
I rocketed to my feet and jerked away from Hatch. Dirk shoved away from the wall, and Andreas’ coffee cup hit the floor.
The room around us flickered, and I swung in a circle, then met their gazes one at a time. The cold in my blood began to warm, and I could wiggle my toes, and move my fingers. Oz wasn’t here, though.
No. Because Oz was there— in the room with the equipment and my mind trapped in my body.
None of this was real.
The lights on the periphery exploded in a shower of sparks, and Andreas took a step toward me. Hatch blocked him with an arm.
The mission was to escape, but not their mission.
They were here to help me.
In. My. Mind.
The knowledge surfaced, and I heard the explanation replay— a dozen different variants, but all the same.
Locked in my mind.
A panel on the wall sparked, then shattered.
Closing my eyes, I forced one calming breath after another, until my heart went from racing to steady.
Science required calm and rational thought, divorced of emotion.
Only when I was certain my hand wouldn’t shake, did I allow myself to open my eyes. Even braced for another scene change, I didn’t let the fact we were all still in Andreas’ suite provide me with any calm.
How long had we been here? The cascade of information threatened to overwhelm me, but I refused to do more than search for a correlation of dates.
Years in this place.
And my guys… my guys hadn’t given up on me, but they were here— in my mind with me.
An invasion and a salvation in the same breath.
“Valda—” Dirk began, but I silenced him with a raised hand, then I focused on Hatch. Hatch, who’d been thrilled, then worried in equal measures.
“What did you do, Hatch? You changed something.”
His beautiful blue eyes gleamed as he locked gazes with me. “How do you know?”
“Because I remember.” I exhaled slowly. “I remember all of it.”
Heather Long. Rewind: Time Captive Book 2 (Kindle Locations 730-765).
As Valda spends more time with her guys in the areas of ‘Memoriam’ she comes to a decision that none of them are going to like.
The biggest problem is ‘Memoriam’. Hatch procured this complex computer system specifically for this task. Much to her dismay the program has a thing about failing and Valda has to beat it at it’s own game to survive the way she wants to.
Very emotional with laughter, tears, heartbreak, kindle melting heat and so much more!
I can’t wait for the next book!
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USA Today bestselling author, Heather Long, likes long walks in the park, science fiction, superheroes, Marines, and men who aren’t douche bags. Her books are filled with heroes and heroines tangled in romance as hot as Texas in the summertime.
From paranormal historical westerns to contemporary military romance, Heather might switch genres, but one thing is true in all of her stories–her characters drive the books.
When she’s not wrangling her menagerie of animals, she devotes her time to family and friends she considers family. She believes if you like your heroes so real you could lick the grit off their chest, and your heroines so likable, you’re sure you’ve been friends with women just like them, you’ll enjoy her worlds as much as she does.