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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

Jiro appears in the flashlight beam with a grin, clearly trying his hardest not to laugh. With the butt of his machete, he smacks a couple of the large crabs over the head, crunching them enough that they stop moving, before he lifts them in the air. “Good protein,” he says as I watch with horror, trying to keep away from the running crabs. I don’t know what kind they are but they’re massive and there’s a whole herd of them.

“Yeah, that’s right, fuckers,” Creed snarls at the crabs as they run away. “Try to eat me, I’m going to eat you,” and then he chases after them with the flashlight, planning to get a couple more. It plunges us into darkness except for the soft moonlight streaming in from the entrance. I try not to panic at the thought of the crabs coming back and picking away pieces of us in the night.

I stare at the giant crabs Jiro brings over to the fire pit we’d dug and lays them out, ready for us to eat in the morning. “You sure we can eat that?”

He nods. “Coconut crabs are delicious.”

Hesitant, I settle back down into my spot. “Someone should stay awake and make sure they don’t come back to eat us in our sleep.” I assume Jiro fell asleep if they got past him in the beginning. I don’t’ blame him but it’s dangerous for no one to guard the others. If needed, I’ll take watch early.

“I was awake the whole time,” Jiro says, raising his brow. “And now we have food.”

I snort at his answer, realizing he’d purposely let the crabs in. “You had to wait until it pinched him?” My only answer is a smile and I find myself laughing at the situation as Creed comes back with two more coconut crabs. “You’re an asshole, you know that?” I tell Jiro.

He shrugs and settles back down. “Now we have a feast and I got to hear your laughter,” he says, his eyes on me. For some reason, I blush at the intensity there. “I say I was a successful guard.”

The next time I fall asleep and dream, it’s off the two men sitting near me, one sleeping, one awake. In my dream, we’re definitely not fighting, not to survive. We’re fighting for the upper hand, for which of us will be on top. I wake up hot and bothered, annoyed that I can’t act on it with so much danger around us.

Fuck this island. I can’t even get laid properly.

Add “horny” to my list of grievances.

FIFTEEN

Three Days. Three fucking days and I’m tired of this island already.