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  1. COVER PAGE
  2. CHOSEN: LOST BOOK 1
  3. BEGINNINGS
  4. ONE
  5. TWO
  6. THREE
  7. FOUR
  8. FIVE
  9. SIX
  10. SEVEN
  11. EIGHT
  12. NINE
  13. TEN
  14. ELEVEN
  15. TWELVE
  16. THIRTEEN
  17. FOURTEEN
  18. FIFTEEN
  19. SIXTEEN
  20. SEVENTEEN
  21. EIGHTEEN
  22. NINETEEN
  23. TWENTY
  24. TWENTY-ONE
  25. TWENTY-TWO
  26. TWENTY-THREE
  27. TWENTY-FOUR
  28. TWENTY-FIVE
  29. TWENTY-SIX
  30. TWENTY-SEVEN
  31. TWENTY-EIGHT
  32. TWENTY-NINE
  33. THIRTY
  34. INFIDEL: LOST BOOK 2
  35. BEGINNINGS
  36. ONE
  37. TWO
  38. THREE
  39. FOUR
  40. FIVE
  41. SIX
  42. SEVEN
  43. EIGHT
  44. NINE
  45. TEN
  46. ELEVEN
  47. TWELVE
  48. THIRTEEN
  49. FOURTEEN
  50. FIFTEEN
  51. SIXTEEN
  52. SEVENTEEN
  53. EIGHTEEN
  54. NINETEEN
  55. TWENTY
  56. TWENTY-ONE
  57. TWENTY-TWO
  58. TWENTY-THREE
  59. TWENTY-FOUR
  60. TWENTY-FIVE
  61. TWENTY-SIX
  62. TWENTY-SEVEN
  63. RENEGADE: LOST BOOK 3
  64. BEGINNINGS
  65. ONE
  66. TWO
  67. THREE
  68. FOUR
  69. FIVE
  70. SIX
  71. SEVEN
  72. EIGHT
  73. NINE
  74. TEN
  75. ELEVEN
  76. TWELVE
  77. THIRTEEN
  78. FOURTEEN
  79. FIFTEEN
  80. SIXTEEN
  81. SEVENTEEN
  82. EIGHTEEN
  83. NINETEEN
  84. TWENTY
  85. TWENTY-ONE
  86. TWENTY-TWO
  87. TWENTY-THREE
  88. TWENTY-FOUR
  89. TWENTY-FIVE
  90. TWENTY-SIX
  91. TWENTY-SEVEN
  92. TWENTY-EIGHT
  93. TWENTY-NINE
  94. THIRTY
  95. THIRTY-ONE
  96. THIRTY-TWO
  97. THIRTY-THREE
  98. THIRTY-FOUR
  99. THIRTY-FIVE
  100. THIRTY-SIX
  101. THIRTY-SEVEN
  102. CHAOS: LOST BOOK 4
  103. BEGINNINGS
  104. ONE
  105. TWO
  106. THREE
  107. FOUR
  108. FIVE
  109. SIX
  110. SEVEN
  111. EIGHT
  112. NINE
  113. TEN
  114. ELEVEN
  115. TWELVE
  116. THIRTEEN
  117. FOURTEEN
  118. FIFTEEN
  119. SIXTEEN
  120. SEVENTEEN
  121. EIGHTEEN
  122. NINETEEN
  123. TWENTY
  124. TWENTY-ONE
  125. TWENTY-TWO
  126. TWENTY-THREE
  127. TWENTY-FOUR
  128. TWENTY-FIVE
  129. TWENTY-SIX
  130. TWENTY-SEVEN
  131. TWENTY-EIGHT
  132. TWENTY-NINE

Spoken like the principled little girl who’d broken ranks with the Horde at great risk to herself—almost a reprimand.

“Perhaps if I had someone like Johnis . . .”

“Don’t even think about it!”

“Don’t be ridiculous,” Karas said, blushing. “I know when I’m beat. Unfortunately, men from our world are in short supply here.”

Silvie felt bad for the girl.

“Well, I have a feeling that everything’s going to change in the very near future.” Silvie took a deep breath and blew it out slowly. “Okay, let’s start at the beginning. What did Johnis mean, ‘Teeleh’s lair’? He wanted to say something that I would understand without Miranda’s knowledge.”

“She’s after the same thing we are now: the final three books.”

“Which became accessible when Johnis crossed over with the fourth book.”

“Right, we’ve been over this.” Karas stood and walked up to the railing. “Teeleh’s lair . . . it’s the key to the location, Silvie. Something he told you that no one else could know.”

“I told you. He described it to me in the desert on the way to the Horde City. And from what I can remember, it’s exactly the same as Alucard’s lair except . . .”

Silvie’s heart stopped. She jumped to her feet.

“What?” Karas asked.

“The poem! He said there was a poem on the wall. I don’t remember anything in Alucard’s lair. That’s what was unique about Teeleh’s lair. He must have been trying to direct me to the poem without tipping off Miranda!”

Karas hurried over, her eyes wide. “What poem?”

“Something about a sinner, a saint, and a showdown.” She blinked. “ ‘Welcome to Paradise.’ ”

“It said that? ‘Welcome to Paradise’?”

“Yes.”

“Yes, okay, yes. So what does—”

And then Karas got it.

“Paradise. The epicenter of this showdown between saint and sinner, good and evil. You’re saying that there is a lair in Paradise.”

“ ‘Welcome to Paradise,’ ” Silvie repeated.

“The monastery was destroyed. Flattened. I’ve been there. Nothing but a cabin.”

“But were you looking for Teeleh’s lair? Johnis must have . . .”

Her voice trailed off.

Karas stared at her in silence, piecing together what she’d just learned with what she already knew.

She suddenly rushed toward the house. “Get the jet up!” she cried to one of her servants inside.

Silvie hurried behind. “To where?”

“Paradise, Colorado.”

EIGHTEEN

EIGHTEEN

Alucard’s tongue licked at the mucus on his fingers. He stared at Johnis like a mad doctor who’d trapped a monkey on which to run his forbidden experiments.

“The beast from hell,” Johnis said. Although he meant it as an accusation, his voice came out strained.

“I have waited for this day.” Alucard walked to the table, his talons clicking on the stone floor. He reached out and touched the prize Miranda had delivered.

“Four is a far cry from seven,” Johnis said.