David Baldacci Mercy Series In Order Novels & Stories

His voice is deep, relaying the message that satisfies me with the confirmation that the pieces I’ve set in motion are falling into place, “They’ll be ready for you in the morning.” Turning towards the truck, I brace myself for Mercy’s absence, the decision of letting her go feeling more real with each step. As my eyes lift to the windshield, finding the passenger’s seat empty, my heart sinks, and without a word, I hang up the call. Slipping the cellphone into my pocket, I quicken my pace to the driver’s side, unlocking the door with a click that nearly goes unnoticed as my eyes land on the sight I’m not prepared for: Mercy curled up on her side, her head resting on the armrest between the s

“Sorry for joking with you. I thought keeping the good news in suspense would cheer you up. And guess what…it did. All you have to do is resume here tomorrow morning, remember my office.” “Thanks a lot again,” I thanked him with a sly smile on my face. “I don’t know how to repay this favor. What can I do for you, sir?” “All you have to do is give me that beautiful name of yours,” he said, stroking his chin pervasively. “It’s Seraph Hampton.” I answered. The name of the girl who was going to become your nemesis. Just as I thought I had escaped further interrogation,he asked me a question that felt like he knew something.

I walk away with no emotion to find a hiding place. I have killed 20 people at this point and I’ve still not been caught. I leave the school and head back to Dead Man’s Woods. The police are now involved so it’s best I stay hidden. I’ve revenged the people who broke me. I have had my thrill of blood. The next step I need to think carefully about. It is getting close to the evening and I am still thinking about my plan for my next kill. I think this will need to wait until night time.

And I hope it was slow. I now know why his father wanted to see him, and last night they took an hour to talk. No doubt planning, dealing with their own and his betrayal. All skeletons falling out of the cupboard one after the other. Jesus Christ. “You and I are going to get very well-acquainted Marianne. See Alexi here, he did me the honour of saving my son from a man who made an attempt on his life. It seems only fair I deal with the woman who made an attempt on Alexi’s wife. An eye for an eye. Well within the code. A debt repaid on my terms.” Santagato breaks into my swirling thoughts and I snap my focus to him, that sadistic look in his eye that penetrates hers and I can tell he is looki

He looked at me not with anger, but with a cold, devastating pity that made my gut clench. ​"Loyalty is a word that corporate middlemen use to feel secure," he murmured, pulling a manila folder from the top drawer. He didn't open it. He just rested his manicured fingers on the paper. "Seraphina didn't save the Blackwood account out of devotion to the Vance name, Lucian. She saved it because she needed to prove she belonged in rooms her bloodline was never meant to cross." ​"That isn't fair, and you know it." I stood up, the chair scraping sharply against the hardwood floor. I wanted to pace, wanted to break something, but I forced myself to stay grounded behind my chair. "You pushed her int

My vision blurred, and I knew I would be dragged into the darkness if I didn’t calm down soon. “This is far from over.” The police captain said before pushing between his other officers and guiding me down to the seat I had previously been in. A loud slam made me jump. My head snapped up, the sound bringing back some clarity like an alarm, waking me from my sleep. Alex was breathing quickly, his hands in fists at his side and a dent in the metal door. “Fuck!” He shouted, turning to face us. “What are the next steps? How do we get to Brinley?”

We had just agreed to do it before Monday when After's chair was detached from her ass by Mercy. “I told you not to touch my eggs, now they're all fucked up,” Mercy yelled as After got up from the floor. “I didn't touch your eggs bitch, maybe if you stopped fuckin’ everything with two inches you'd notice that nobody gives a flying fuck about your eggs, well except Jade, bitch is the only one wanting to sniff your ass.” Mercy then lost her shit with Jade. That was about the time Whisp, Chadley and Den all jumped in. The three had no clue Mercy was only trying to win herself a bet with Killer, Snake and Texas. Somehow my woman being who she is, already knew something was at play here.

After what felt like hours of overthinking, I finally walked into the shower, had a wake bath, then retired to bed. * “Jordyn Mercer,” I said quietly. “I’m here to see Mr. Hawthorne.” I stood in front of the De-Thornes suites at exactly 11 a.m the next morning. His men covered almost every corner of the building, asking questions that made one shiver. “You’re the stalker,” the hefty man, who I recognized from the club that night, said. Stalker. Well, maybe they could call me that after I’d repeatedly tried to have a conversation with Declan without any results.

Covering the ground and heading back to the place that created our nightmares, the place that changed us forever; to face our past and create a new future. ***THE END*** Thank you for reading, please remember to leave me a review and look out for the continuation of Lamia's story in:- Rise of a Queen - Book 2, in The Delta's Daughter Series. OUT NOW!

I knew the spot beneath his hand must have been red from Eric's iron grip earlier. Jason's fingertips were ice-cold. When they came into contact with my skin, I flinched instinctively. He withdrew his hand, his gaze deep yet unreadable. He adjusted my collar before speaking in a low voice. "We'll talk about this when we get back." A mediator stood between us all, attempting to intervene. He sweated nervously, reluctant to offend either side. "Both of your injuries seem minor enough. How about we not make a mountain out of a molehill and just let this slide?"