Twenty-four-year-old Maggie Jacobs had lived a life of heartache and pain. After losing the one and only man she ever loved to incurable cancer, she went on to take a job working for PGI Corporation in hopes she could find a cure in honor of him one day. Little did she know her very working there could be the difference between life and death.
Killer was just that—a killer. He lived for the moments when he could break bones and bring other’s nightmares to life. After all, isn't that what they wanted from him? Genetically altered by the government, stripped of all his own memories, Killer heads down a dark and dangerous road.
Memories evade his mind, but nothing sticks out quite like the girl in his dreams.
With her dark brown hair and eyes, she’s a danger to his heart, but a victim to his rage. He knows she has the answers to his past. If he gets his hands on her, she will never be seen again.
Secrets, lies, and the sweetest of betrayals encompass them. Can Killer find his way through the rage and back to Maggie or is it too late? Can someone who is hell bent on being broken truly be saved?
“Want to hear a joke?” Her voice entered my mind as a flash of a memory hit me. My fists clenched as I gripped at the bed sheet. The muscles in my stomach clenched as I forced myself to hold onto to every second of it.
She had brown hair that flowed down her back freely. Big brown eyes that sparkled as she smiled at something I had said. She was saying something to me, her mouth moving, but I was unable to hear it... She was fading out…
“Killer.” Gauge’s voice was the first I heard, and it only made my anger worse. Who was she, and why the fuck did I have memories of a life I didn’t remember living?
“Get the fuck away from me,” I growled. I was on the verge of ripping the whole fucking room apart. My body was shaking as I shot out of bed.
“Killer. Stop. Calm down.” Gauge’s voice rang in my ears, but his words meant nothing to me. It was as if my mind and body weren’t connected. I wouldn’t be able to stop the destruction I would cause until I found answers. I needed them. So fucking badly.
Blood. Bathe in the blood of your enemies, the little voice in my head said. I smiled like the devil at the mere thought of killing—slaughtering.
I made my way up from the fourth floor climbing all four flights of stairs without a single bead of sweat forming. I was made this way. I was made to be indestructible.
Finding the nearest exit, I pushed out into the open alleyway that sat next to the building. It was time to hunt. To prey upon those who deserved it most. A piece of who I was, the one who clung to my humanity, the one who held onto the memory of that girl—disappeared. In its place was a man who would kill without even a thought. When I looked at the world through these eyes, I saw mass chaos and the need to rectify, to deliver my revenge. There was no mercy, compassion, or caring.
This is a new genre for me, mainly because I'm not sure how to label it mystery meets paranormal/fantasy meets dark romance? What ever it is I'm now hooked.
The start of Project Killer dragged for me, and I was a bit confused. I think this is more due to an unfamiliar genre because the writing is spot on. The last half of the book sucked me in hard. I could not put it down. The twist, the turns, the surprises, Wow. Very well done and anxiously awaiting Rogue now. I can tell my book friends will be talking about this one.
ABOUT J.L. BECK
J.L. Beck is the Best Selling Author of The Kingpin Love Affair Series and The Bittersweet Series. She plays mother and wife by day, and writer extraordinaire by night. When she's not writing, reading or doodling, you can find her watching The Vampire Diaries, and The 100. She currently resides in the tiny town of Elroy, in the state of Wisconsin with her husband of seven years, and three year old hellion.