• Complain

Nalini Singh - Mine to Possess (Psy-Changelings, Book 4)

Here you can read online Nalini Singh - Mine to Possess (Psy-Changelings, Book 4) full text of the book (entire story) in english for free. Download pdf and epub, get meaning, cover and reviews about this ebook. year: 2008, publisher: Berkley, genre: Prose. Description of the work, (preface) as well as reviews are available. Best literature library LitArk.com created for fans of good reading and offers a wide selection of genres:

Romance novel Science fiction Adventure Detective Science History Home and family Prose Art Politics Computer Non-fiction Religion Business Children Humor

Choose a favorite category and find really read worthwhile books. Enjoy immersion in the world of imagination, feel the emotions of the characters or learn something new for yourself, make an fascinating discovery.

Nalini Singh Mine to Possess (Psy-Changelings, Book 4)
  • Book:
    Mine to Possess (Psy-Changelings, Book 4)
  • Author:
  • Publisher:
    Berkley
  • Genre:
  • Year:
    2008
  • Rating:
    4 / 5
  • Favourites:
    Add to favourites
  • Your mark:
    • 80
    • 1
    • 2
    • 3
    • 4
    • 5

Mine to Possess (Psy-Changelings, Book 4): summary, description and annotation

We offer to read an annotation, description, summary or preface (depends on what the author of the book "Mine to Possess (Psy-Changelings, Book 4)" wrote himself). If you haven't found the necessary information about the book — write in the comments, we will try to find it.

Nalini Singh pulls away another dark layer of sheer desire, revealing passions unknown in her latest novel about the world of the Psy. A woman returns from a leopard changelings past, making him question his base animal instincts-and unlock the darkest secrets of his heart.

Nalini Singh: author's other books


Who wrote Mine to Possess (Psy-Changelings, Book 4)? Find out the surname, the name of the author of the book and a list of all author's works by series.

Mine to Possess (Psy-Changelings, Book 4) — read online for free the complete book (whole text) full work

Below is the text of the book, divided by pages. System saving the place of the last page read, allows you to conveniently read the book "Mine to Possess (Psy-Changelings, Book 4)" online for free, without having to search again every time where you left off. Put a bookmark, and you can go to the page where you finished reading at any time.

Light

Font size:

Reset

Interval:

Bookmark:

Make

Mine to Possess by Nalini Singh THE FORGOTTEN When the Psy Council - photo 1 Mine to Possess by Nalini Singh THE FORGOTTEN When the Psy Council proposed, in the year 1969, to instigate the Silence Protocol, a protocol that would wipe all emotion from the Psy, they were faced with a seemingly insurmountable problema lack of racial uniformity. Unlike the cold, isolated Psy of today, the Psy then were an integral and entangled part of the fabric of the world. They dreamed, they cried, and they loved. Sometimes, as was only natural, those they loved came from a race other than their own. Psy mated with changelings, married humans, bore children of mixed blood. Predictably, these racially impure Psy were among the most virulent opponents of the Silence Protocol.

They understood what drove their brethren to denounce emotionthe fear of vicious insanity, of losing their children to the madness sweeping through their ranks in an inexorable tidebut they also understood that in embracing Silence, they would lose everything and everyone they loved. Forever. By the year 1973, the two factions were at an impasse. Negotiations ensued, but neither side was willing to compromise and the Psy broke in two. The majority chose to remain in the Psy Net and give their minds to the emotionless chill of absolute Silence. The fate of the minority, some with mixed blood themselves, others with human and changeling mates, is not so clear.

Most believe they were eliminated by Council assassins. Silence was too importantthe Psy races last hopeto chance disruption by a rebellious few. There is also a rumor that the rebels died in a mass suicide. The final theory states that those long-ago rebels were the first patients of involuntary rehabilitation at the newly christened Center, their minds wiped, their personalities destroyed. Since the Centers methods were experimental back then, any surviving patients would have come out in a vegetative state. Now, as spring dawns over a hundred years later, in the year 2080, there is only one consensus: the rebels were neutralized in the most final way.

The Psy Council does not allow dissent. CHAPTER 1 Talin McKade told herself that twenty-eight-year-old womenespecially twenty-eight-year-old women who had seen and survived what she haddid not fear anything as simple as walking across the road and into a bar to pick up a man. Except, of course, this was no ordinary man. And a bar was the last place shed expected to find Clay, given what she had learned about him in the two weeks since shed first tracked him down. It didnt bode well that it had taken her that long to screw up the courage to come to him. But she had had to be sure.

What she had discovered was that the Clay shed known, the tall, angry, powerful boy , had become some kind of high-ranking enforcer for the dominant leopard pack in San Francisco . Dark River was extremely well respected, so Clays position spoke of trust and loyalty. The last word stabbed a blade deep into her heart. Clay had always been loyal to her. Even when she didnt deserve it. Swallowing, she shoved away the memories, knowing she couldnt allow them to distract her.

The old Clay was gone. This Clayshe didnt know him. All she knew was that he hadnt had any run-ins with the law after being released from the juvenile facility where he had been incarcerated at the age of fourteenfor the brutal slaying of one Orrin Henderson. Talins hands clamped down on the steering wheel with white-knuckled force. She could feel blood rising to flood her cheeks as her heart thudded in remembered fear. Parts of Orrin, soft and wet things that should have never been exposed to the air, flecking her as she cowered in the corner while Clay No! She couldnt think about that, couldnt go there.

It was enough that the nightmare imagesfull of the thick, cloying smell of raw meat gone badhaunted her sleep night after night. She would not surrender her daytime hours, too. Flashing blue and white lights caught her attention as another Enforcement vehicle pulled into the bars small front parking lot. That made two armored vehicles and four very well-armed cops, but though they had all gotten out, none of the four made any move to enter the bar. Unsure what was going on, she stayed inside her Jeep, parked in the secondary lot on the other side of the wide street. Sweat trickled down her spine at the sight of the cop cars.

Her brain had learned young to associate their presence with violence. Every instinct in her urged her to get the hell out. But she had to wait, to see. If Clay hadnt changed, if he had grown worseUncurling one hand from the wheel, she fisted it against a stomach filled with roiling, twisting despair. He was her last hope. The bar door flew open at that second, making her heart jump.

Two bodies came flying out. To her surprise, the cops simply got out of the way before folding their arms and leveling disapproving frowns at the ejected pair. The two dazed young men staggered to their feetonly to go down again when two more boys landed on top of them. They were teenagerseighteen or nineteen, from the looks of it. All were obviously drunk as hell. While the four lay there, probably moaning and wishing for death, another male walked out on his own two feet.

He was older and even from this distance, she could feel his fury as he picked up two of the boys and threw them into the open bed of a parked truck, his pure blond hair waving in the early evening breeze. He said something to the cops that made them relax. One laughed. Having gotten rid of the first two, the blond man grabbed the other two boys by the scruffs of their necks and began to drag them back to the truck, uncaring of the gravel that had to be sandpapering skin off the exposed parts of their bodies. Talin winced. Those unfortunateand likely misbehavingboys would feel the bruises and cuts tomorrow, along with sore heads.

Then the door banged open again and she forgot everything and everyone but the man framed by the light inside the bar. He had one boy slung over his shoulder and was dragging another in the same way the blond had. Clay. It was a whisper that came out on a dark rush of need, anger, and fear. Hed grown taller, was close to six four. And his bodyhe had more than fulfilled the promise of raw power that had always been in him.

Over that muscular frame, his skin shone a rich, luscious brown with an undertone of gold. Islas blood, Talin thought, the exotic beauty of Clays Egyptian mother vivid in her mind even after all these years. Islas skin had been smooth black coffee, her eyes bitter chocolate, but she had only contributed half of Clays genes. Talin couldnt see Clays own eyes from this distance, but she knew they were a striking green, the eyes of a jungle catan unmistakable legacy from his changeling father. Set off by his skin and pitch-black hair, those eyes had dominated the face of the boy he had been. She had a feeling they still did but in a far different way.

His every move screamed tough male confidence. He didnt even seem to feel the weight of the two boys as he threw them into the pile already in the back of the truck. She imagined the flex of muscle, of power, and shiveredin absolute, unquenchable fear. Logic, intellect, sense, it all broke under the unadulterated flow of memory. Blood and flesh, screams that wouldnt end, the wet, sucking sounds of death. And she knew she couldnt do this.

Because if Clay had scared her as a child, he terrified her now. Shoving a hand into her mouth, she bit back a cry. That was when he froze, his head jerking up. Dumping Cory and Jason into the truck, Clay was about to turn to say something to Dorian when he caught an almost-sound on the breeze. His beast went hunting-still, then pounced out with the incredibly fine senses of a leopard, while the man scanned the area with his eyes. He knew that sound, that female voice.

Next page
Light

Font size:

Reset

Interval:

Bookmark:

Make

Similar books «Mine to Possess (Psy-Changelings, Book 4)»

Look at similar books to Mine to Possess (Psy-Changelings, Book 4). We have selected literature similar in name and meaning in the hope of providing readers with more options to find new, interesting, not yet read works.


Reviews about «Mine to Possess (Psy-Changelings, Book 4)»

Discussion, reviews of the book Mine to Possess (Psy-Changelings, Book 4) and just readers' own opinions. Leave your comments, write what you think about the work, its meaning or the main characters. Specify what exactly you liked and what you didn't like, and why you think so.