The Land Where Sinners Atone

by Mason, V. F.

  Not that her way of fucking is anything to phone home about.

  “Yes,” I bark into the cell, while the person on the other end of the line barks right back at me.

  “Where the fuck are you? I’ve messaged you like a thousand times.” The person continues to scream, so I remove myself from the arms of the naked woman as she slides her fingers down her stomach, still not giving up on turning me on.

  Stupidity will end human kind, mark my words. “Get out.” She opens her mouth to protest as a grimace crosses her face, but then thinks better of it, and with a loud huff, she grabs her clothes and disappears behind the bathroom door.

  “What’s going on?” I ask, grabbing a bottle of water from the fridge and welcoming the cooling sensations it provides.

  “We have a case. Bring your ass to the office.”

  Oh, did I forget to mention?

  I’m one of the team members of the behavior analysis unit of the FBI.

  Brilliant, isn’t it?

  Sunday

  The music is blasting from the headphones in my ears as I breathe evenly, running with good speed through Central Park. My aching muscles protest at the effort, but I don’t listen, instead pushing myself harder while inhaling the frigid air into my lungs, welcoming the burn it brings.

  My hoodie and sunglasses hide me from the penetrating stares of people walking around me, and I find relief in that.

  I can’t stand them while the kill is so fresh.

  Everything annoys me at times like this. I speed up, my sneakers constantly slapping against the concrete, and I close my eyes for a moment, exhaling heavily, and instantly slam into someone. The person bounces back from the impact and lands on the snow-covered grass, right on the ass.

  Fuck.

  I hear a groan, and my eyes focus on the woman in front of me. She sits up, laughing carelessly as she rubs her backside while removing the dark strands of hair from her face, and then her brown eyes look up to meet mine.

  I don’t say anything while she smiles at me. “Sorry, I’m so clumsy during my morning runs.” She gets up, groaning again, and oddly enough, this sound sends different sensations down my spine. “Okay then, bye.” With that, she adjusts her headphones and resumes her exercise while still rubbing her spine.

  Breathing heavily, I try to block out the images playing in my head, the memories I always try to run away from but can’t.

  Memories that never come to me when I look at women.

  I fist my hands and count to ten, hoping this desire will pass and I can forget about this encounter. Confusing emotions rush through me, and I spin around and trail after her, determined to find out why those fucking eyes of hers remind me of someone I used to know.

  Monday

  I have her file in my hands but throw it on the floor as I walk to the balcony door and drink in the magnificent view of the sunset in front of me.

  Slowly sipping my drink, I understand with clarity why I need to hunt her and the pleasure it will bring me.

  I don’t touch women as a rule, but she will be my exception.

  The hunter has found his prey, and nothing will stop him until he gets her.

  But first, I have to lure her into my trap.

  Click here for Psychopath’s Prey.

  Also by V. F. Mason

  Dark Romance

  Sociopath’s Obsession

  Sociopath’s Revenge

  Psychopath’s Prey

  Lachlan’s Protégé

  Micaden’s Madness

  Callum’s Hell

  Madman’s Method

  Madman’s Cure

  Arson’s Captive

  Mafia Romance

  Pakhan’s Rose

  Pakhan’s Salvation

  Sovietnik’s Fury

  Brigadier’s Game

  Kaznachei’s Pain

  Free Books

  His Broken Princess

  Acknowledgments

  First, I want to thank God and my family for allowing me to write and make this dream possible. The support means so much to me, and I understand that sometimes it drives you crazy, especially when I try to meet my deadlines and seem unavailable to you. But I love you guys and appreciate everything you do for me.

  Two years ago I was in the middle of writing a dark romance(Psychopath’s Prey, Ella’s story) when the idea for this book popped in my head. I wrote first two chapters before going back to my other book. I came back many times to this project only to set it aside because I felt like characters weren’t ready to tell me their story. Finally though they shared it all. I loved writing it and I hope you enjoyed reading it.

  Huge thank you to Hot Tree Editing team for helping me with my editing process. Especially Becky, Donna, Peggy, Kayla and Mandy. Plus beta readers and final eyes, who gave me valuable feedback and made sure I covered any plot holes I had.

  Thank you to Hang Le, Wander Aguiar and Josh Mario John for the fabulous cover.

  Heather Roberts, thank you for being with me during this release every step of the way.

  L.Woods PR thank you for hosting my cover reveal and release blitz.

  Thank you to my reader group, ladies you are amazing!

  Thank you to all the bloggers for spreading the word about The Land Where Sinners Atone and leaving reviews.

  And finally to all the readers who took a chance on this journey of love between Zachary and Phoenix. Thank you to each one of you.

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