By Alicia Michaels
Series: The Bionics, Book 2
Published: March 10th, 2015
Publisher: Crimson Tree Publishing
Genre: NA Paranormal Romance
Content Warning: Coarse language, mild sexual innuendo
Recommended Age: 16+
Blythe Sol never would have thought she would become the face of the Restoration Resistance. Yet, that is just what has happened now that the battle lines have been drawn. With the movement sweeping the United States, the stakes are higher than ever as President Drummond continues to prove his dedication to the destruction of the Bionics and all who stand with them.
The flame has been ignited…
As anger and frustration among the American people reaches the boiling point, citizens begin to fight back, many showing their support for the Bionics… despite the personal costs to themselves. As protests turn violent, and people who once cowered in silence begin to fight back, the government continues its practices that fly in the face of the very principles the nation was founded upon.
The time has come to revolt …
Despite the many losses it has sustained, the Resistance stands strong, leading America into revolution and onward toward change. With an unlikely, ragtag family of misfits at its forefront, the Resistance stands, while a girl who lost everything continues to fight for a future that was once impossible, but may now be within her reach.
from The Resistance by Alicia Michaels
Dax tucks my hair behind one ear and kisses my forehead, causing tingles of awareness to spread over my face. How does he do that? Turn my bones into jelly with a single touch? Why am I always too f*cked up to accept it and let him love me?
“What will make you feel better?” he asks.
“This,” I answer. “Just you being here makes me feel better. You’re too good to me, Dax.”
His eyes bore into mine as he cups my cheek. “You deserve it. You deserve more than you accept from the people in your life. I try to give you that all the time, but you keep rejecting it.”
“I don’t mean to reject you.”
Then that magnetic smile appears. “I know. That’s why I’m persistent. Because, one day, you’re going to get it through your thick skull. And then, maybe you’ll allow yourself to be happy.”
My hand comes over his, and I inch closer to him on the bed. “Dax, I—”
The words are hardly out of my mouth before he’s kissing me, both hands cupping my face. His mouth is light on mine, a feathering caress, and as my eyes close, I cannot help but think of Gage. I can’t force it from my mind, the moment where he laid me on a hard floor, with the tiles cold against my back, and whispered my name. I can’t forget his touch on my skin, light and sweet.
Desperate to purge it from my mind, I cling to Dax, deepening the kiss, sweeping the inside of his mouth with my tongue. He groans at the contact and tightens his fingers in my hair, the motion almost painful. It jolts me out of my traitorous memories and brings me to the present. I am on fire, with Dax’s mouth taking mine in a swift dance of passion, and his hands whipping my tank top over my head.
Cool air dances across my skin as he lowers his head. His lips and tongue trace a scorching path down to my navel. I gasp as sensation spreads over my skin and sinks deep into my muscles, causing me to go limp in his grasp. Latching onto his shoulders, I hold tight as he kisses me, working his way back up to my throat, branding me with a sucking maneuver that’s sure to leave a hickey. In answer, I pull his shirt over his broad shoulders, baring his torso and scoring his rippling muscles with my fingernails. He shudders against my palms.
“Blythe,” he whispers, and in my mind, I can hear Gage making that same impassioned plea.
“Dax,” I growl, reminding myself who I’m with now.
His hand finds the claps of my bra and he pauses, glancing up into my eyes. We are about to cross into uncharted territory, and he’s asking for the okay. “I don’t care,” he says in answer to my unasked question. “I don’t care about him. I wouldn’t care if you screwed an entire football team, Blythe. You’re mine. You’ve always been mine.”
Ever since she first read books like Chronicles of Narnia or Goosebumps, Alicia has been a lover of mind-bending fiction. Wherever imagination takes her, she is more than happy to call that place her home. The mother of two and wife to an Army sergeant loves chocolate, coffee, and of course good books. When not writing, you can usually find her with her nose in a book, shopping for shoes and fabulous jewelry, or spending time with her loving family.
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