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Chapters (72)
  1. Dedication
  2. Prey Island Map
  3. PROLOGUE
  4. ONE
  5. TWO
  6. THREE
  7. FOUR
  8. FIVE
  9. CREED
  10. SIX
  11. BILLIE
  12. SEVEN
  13. EIGHT
  14. NINE
  15. TEN
  16. ELEVEN
  17. JIRO
  18. TWELVE
  19. BILLIE
  20. THIRTEEN
  21. FOURTEEN
  22. FIFTEEN
  23. SIXTEEN
  24. SEVENTEEN
  25. EIGHTEEN
  26. NINETEEN
  27. TWENTY
  28. TWENTY-ONE
  29. ROW
  30. TWENTY-TWO
  31. BILLIE
  32. TWENTY-THREE
  33. TWENTY-FOUR
  34. TWENTY-FIVE
  35. TWENTY-SIX
  36. TWENTY-SEVEN
  37. TWENTY-EIGHT
  38. TWENTY-NINE
  39. THIRTY
  40. THIRTY-ONE
  41. THIRTY-TWO
  42. THIRTY-THREE
  43. THIRTY-FOUR
  44. THIRTY-FIVE
  45. THIRTY-SIX
  46. THIRTY-SEVEN
  47. ACHILLES
  48. THIRTY-EIGHT
  49. CREED
  50. THIRTY-NINE
  51. BILLIE
  52. FORTY
  53. FORTY-ONE
  54. FORTY-TWO
  55. FORTY-THREE
  56. FORTY-FOUR
  57. FORTY-FIVE
  58. FORTY-SIX
  59. FORTY-SEVEN
  60. FORTY-EIGHT
  61. FORTY-NINE
  62. ROW
  63. FIFTY
  64. BILLIE
  65. FIFTY-ONE
  66. FIFTY-TWO
  67. FIFTY-THREE
  68. FIFTY-FOUR
  69. FIFTY-FIVE
  70. TO CONTINUE THE ADVENTURE…
  71. ABOUT THE AUTHOR
  72. ALSO BY KENDRA

“Do you want this back?” I ask, pointing to the coat. It’ll make me uncomfortable to reveal my dance outfit to all these men, but he was kind enough to lend it to me in the first place, so I’ll return it if he insists.

He shakes his head in answer and looks around at the others, eyeing those clearly watching me hungrily. As far as situations go, this is one I never thought I would be in. The rest of the men all look like a collection of tough bastards. A mix of military, criminals—no shit, there’s a few guys with tear drop tattoos—and men who look strong and capable. They’re all looking around, taking things in, eying each other like threats. A few startle when they see me, clearly confused. Join the club, fuckers, I think. I have no idea what I’m doing here either.

“Thank you,” I whisper, pulling the jacket together and buttoning the front. At least it covers my ass.

He nods to acknowledge my gratitude and then moves over to the closest crate, gesturing for me to come over. He’s just peeling the top off of it when loudspeakers crackle to life from somewhere I can’t place. The sound comes from everywhere, all around us, and yet nowhere at all. It’s meant to disorientate.

There’s static for a few seconds before a masculine voice booms over the area, demanding everyone listens.

“Welcome,” he says, his voice filled with amusement. “To Prey Island.”

FOUR

Prey island?

I look around, taking in the tropical foliage and the humid air again. An island? Where at? How far am I from Colorado?

“I’m sure you’re all wondering why you’re here,” the voice continues even as the Asian man who I should really ask his name digs through the crate and starts pulling out weapons and duffle bags. He hands one of the duffle bags to me before passing things over to fill it.

“No shit,” I grumble at the mystery voice, annoyed when I’m being handed more and more items.

“You have all been chosen for various reasons, because of your accomplishments, your reputations, or pure spite, but there’s only one reason that matters.” I can’t tell where the voice is coming from, if it’s coming from one speaker or many, but I unzip the duffle bag and take in the clothing and boots shoved inside before I drop in the items my friend is giving me. Rope, a pocketknife, a compass. Good, at least I can cover up with the clothes. Not sure what I’m going to do with the rest of it. “You will all be hunted like the Prey you are.”