by Sarah Noffke
Praise for Previous Works:
“There are so many layers, so many twists and turns, betrayals and reveals. Loves and losses. And they are orchestrated beautifully, coming when you least expected and yet in just the right place. Leaving you a little breathless and a lot anxious. There were quite a few moments throughout where I found myself thinking that was not what I was expecting at all. And loving that.”
-Mike, Amazon
“The writing in this story was some of the best I've read in a long time because the story was so well-crafted, all the little pieces fitting together perfectly.”
-The Tale Temptress
“There are no words. Like literally. NO WORDS.
This book killed me and then revived me and then killed me some more. But in the end I was born anew, better.”
-Catalina, Goodreads
“Love this series! Perfect ending to an incredible series! The author has done this series right.”
-Kelly at Nerd Girl
“What has really made these books stand out is how much emotion they evoke from me as a reader, and I love how it comes from a combination of both characters and plot together. Everything is so intricately woven that I have to commend Sarah Noffke on her skills as a writer.”
-Anna at Enchanted by YA
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Made to Kill
Sarah Noffke
Copyright © 2019 by Sarah Noffke
All rights reserved
Copyeditor: Christine LePorte
Cover Design: Andrei Bat
All rights reserved. This was self-published by Sarah Noffke under One-Twenty-Six Press. No parts of this book may be used or reproduced in any manner whatsoever without written permission except in the case of brief quotations embodied in critical articles and reviews. If you are seeking permission send inquiry at http: www.sarahnoffke.com
This is a work of fiction. The characters, incidents, and dialogues are products of the author’s imagination and are not to be construed as real. Any resemblance to actual events or persons, living or dead, is entirely coincidental.
Summary: On the night of a new moon, eleven men, possessed by new--and inhuman--powers, break out of their prison and race through the streets of Los Angeles until they disappear one by one into the night.
Published in the United States by One-Twenty-Six Press
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MADE TO KILL
Chapter One
Chapter Two
Chapter Three
Chapter Four
Chapter Five
Chapter Six
Chapter Seven
Chapter Eight
Chapter Nine
Chapter Ten
Chapter Eleven
Chapter Twelve
Chapter Thirteen
Chapter Fourteen
Chapter Fifteen
Chapter Sixteen
Chapter Seventeen
Chapter Eighteen
Chapter Nineteen
Chapter Twenty
Chapter Twenty-One
Chapter Twenty-Two
Chapter Twenty-Three
Chapter Twenty-Four
Chapter Twenty-Five
Chapter Twenty-Six
Chapter Twenty-Seven
Chapter Twenty-Eight
Chapter Twenty-Nine
Chapter Thirty
Chapter Thirty-One
Chapter Thirty-Two
Chapter Thirty-Three
Chapter Thirty-Four
Chapter Thirty-Five
Chapter Thirty-Six
Chapter Thirty-Seven
Chapter Thirty-Eight
Chapter Thirty-Nine
Chapter Forty
Chapter Forty-One
Chapter Forty-Two
Chapter Forty-Three
Chapter Forty-Four
Chapter Forty-Five
Epilogue
BETTER OFF DEAD
Prologue
Chapter One
Chapter Two
Chapter Three
Chapter Four
Chapter Five
Chapter Six
Chapter Seven
Chapter Eight
Chapter Nine
Chapter Ten
Chapter Eleven
Chapter Twelve
Chapter Thirteen
Chapter Fourteen
Chapter Fifteen
Chapter Sixteen
Chapter Seventeen
Chapter Eighteen
Chapter Nineteen
Chapter Twenty
Chapter Twenty-One
Chapter Twenty-Two
Chapter Twenty-Three
Chapter Twenty-Four
Chapter Twenty-Five
Chapter Twenty-Six
Chapter Twenty-Seven
Chapter Twenty-Eight
Chapter Twenty-Nine
Chapter Thirty
Chapter Thirty-One
Chapter Thirty-Two
Chapter Thirty-Three
Chapter Thirty-Four
Chapter Thirty-Five
Chapter Thirty-Six
Chapter Thirty-Seven
Chapter Thirty-Eight
Chapter Thirty-Nine
Chapter Forty
Chapter Forty-One
Chapter Forty-Two
Chapter Forty-Three
Chapter Forty-Four
Chapter Forty-Five
Epilogue
HUNGRY FOR BLOOD
Prologue
Chapter One
Chapter Two
Chapter Three
Chapter Four
Chapter Five
Chapter Six
Chapter Seven
Chapter Eight
Chapter Nine
Chapter Ten
Chapter Eleven
Chapter Twelve
Chapter Thirteen
Chapter Fourteen
Chapter Fifteen
Chapter Sixteen
Chapter Seventeen
Chapter Eighteen
Chapter Nineteen
Chapter Twenty
Chapter Twenty-One
Chapter Twenty-Two
Chapter Twenty-Three
Chapter Twenty-Four
Chapter Twenty-Five
Chapter Twenty-Six
Chapter Twenty-Seven
Chapter Twenty-Eight
Chapter Twenty-Nine
Chapter Thirty
Chapter Thirty-One
Chapter Thirty-Two
Chapter Thirty-Three
Chapter Thirty-Four
Chapter Thirty-Five
Chapter Thirty-Six
Chapter Thirty-Seven
Chapter Thirty-Eight
Chapter Thirty-Nine
Chapter Forty
Chapter Forty-One
Chapter Forty-Two
Chapter Forty-Three
Chapter Forty-Four
Chapter Forty-Five
Epilogue
BORN BAD
Prologue
Chapter One
Chapter Two
Chapter Three
Chapter Four
Chapter Five
Chapter Six
Chapter Seven
Chapter Eight
Chapter Nine
Chapter Ten
Chapter Eleven
Chapter Twelve
Chapter Thirteen
Chapter Fourteen
Chapter Fifteen
Chapter Sixteen
Chapter Seventeen
Chapter Eighteen
Chapter Nine
teen
Chapter Twenty
Chapter Twenty-One
Chapter Twenty-Two
Chapter Twenty-Three
Chapter Twenty-Four
Chapter Twenty-Five
Chapter Twenty-Six
Chapter Twenty-Seven
Chapter Twenty-Eight
Chapter Twenty-Nine
Chapter Thirty
Chapter Thirty-One
Chapter Thirty-Two
Chapter Thirty-Three
Chapter Thirty-Four
Chapter Thirty-Five
Chapter Thirty-Six
Chapter Thirty-Seven
Chapter Thirty-Eight
Chapter Thirty-Nine
Chapter Forty
Chapter Forty-One
Chapter Forty-Two
Chapter Forty-Three
Chapter Forty-Four
Chapter Forty-Five
Epilogue
Acknowledgements
About the Author
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Sarah crafted the Dream Traveler universe and has 5 series that take place there. Characters from different series bounce between the books. The reading guide below offers a suggested order for consumption to decrease spoilers and stay on the timeline. The last three series listed can be read in any order.
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A Dream Traveler Series: The Lucidites Series
Awoken, #1:
Stunned, #2
Revived, #3
A Dream Travelers Series: The Reverians
Defects, #1:
Rebels, #2
Warriors, #3
A Dream Traveler Series: Ren
Ren: The Man Behind the Monster, #1:
Ren: God’s Little Monster, #2
Ren: The Monster Inside the Monster, #3
Ren: The Monster’s Adventure, #3.5
Ren: The Monster’s Death, #4
A Dream Traveler Series: Genetically Altered
Made to Kill, #1
Better off Dead, #2
Hungry for Blood, #3
Born Bad, #4
A Dream Travelers Series: Vagabond Circus
Suspended, #1:
Paralyzed, #2
Released, #3
Soul Stone Mage Series: An Urban Fantasy Witch Adventure
House of Enchanted, #1:
Dark Forest, #2
Mountain of Truth, #3
Land of Terran, #4
New Egypt, #5
Lancothy, #6
Virgo, #7
Ghost Squadron Series: A Military Space Opera Adventure
Formation, #1
Exploration, #2
Evolution, #3
Degeneration, #4
Impersonation, #5
Recollection, #6
Preservation, #7
Precious Galaxy Series: Fantasy Space Opera
Corruption, #1
Investigation, #2
Determination, #3
Obliteration, #4
Unstoppable Liv Beaufont Series: Urban Fantasy
The Rebellious Sister, #1
The Uncooperative Warrior, #2
The Defiant Magician, #3
The Triumphant Daughter, #4
For my dad, not just a good man, but a great one.
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MADE TO KILL, Book #1
Prologue
Obsidian eyes snapped open to drink in the dark. Outside the lab, everything was black but for a crescent moon that hung in the starry sky.
“No!” the man who was not quite human growled, pulling his eyes from the window. “Not again!”
And then the change began.
Rio held up his hand, and since his night vision had rapidly returned he spied it. The mutation. Sharp fibers slipped through the pores of his hands and arms. Hair as black as his eyes and cutting to the touch stopped growing after two inches. And then the claws pierced the ends of his fingers, but he looked away from them, disgusted by how his hands changed.
A scream that sounded more like a howl ripped from his mouth, and his canines suddenly tripled in size. Boiling with an anger he once only knew on the force, Rio pulled back his arm and launched it through the concrete wall that had imprisoned him for months now. Before, when he’d assaulted the wall—his only companion in this cell—it just stood untouched. Now his clawed fists rocketed through the one-foot-thick concrete until it was free on the other side. Surprised, he pulled his arm back to peer through the hole, which was the size of a soccer ball.
Staring at him with glowing gray eyes was the man he’d only spoken to, never seen. For how long had they heard one another howl in misery after the treatments? But now Rio’s neighbor stared back at him, his own changed face drooling with the hunger. The change was always accompanied by the unstoppable hunger. Zephyr’s ravenous expression turned into one of awe for an instant, as though the reality before him momentarily blanketed the quenching desire.
“Did you just do that?” the man who appeared more like a wolf said. Zephyr’s hair was prematurely silver, his face long and covered in stubble.
Rio’s way of answering was through proving. Proving that he hadn’t lost his mind. And he needed to know for certain that the wall hadn’t just given way due to his repeated attempts at battering it. He needed to know that it was the strength within him that had created the damage to the wall. Again, he pulled his arm back, like a slingshot about to be unleashed. And then he sped it forward into the wall and through the dense rock. With his hand on the other side he towed it up, tearing the concrete above it in two, making a huge hole with the single movement.
Howls echoed from the other cells. A result of the change. A result of hearing the destruction happening nearby. With a quick glance over his shoulder, Rio realized that the staff on duty had been alerted to this disturbance. Approaching footsteps echoed off the slab floors.
“Hurry,” he said, backing up and making way for Zephyr to get through. Since he was smaller in build than Rio, he was easily able to negotiate through the almost man-made hole. And he was the same size he was when not a werewolf. The change made his features sharper, but other than the fangs and claws, his body didn’t drastically change in size. These were subtle werewolves, not giant beasts that had their clothes burst off when mutated. Zephyr’s extra speed while in this state also assisted him in the task of getting through the hole easily.
“Can you?” Zephyr said, nodding at the row of bars in front of them. The locked gate, which had imprisoned Rio for so long, stood challenging him like always.
“I can damn near try,” he said, his Spanish accent flaring in his words. As a werewolf, or whatever they’d made him, he was stronger and had better vision, smell, and hearing. He could jump higher and with greater endurance. However, he hadn’t been strong enough before to break through concrete. Something was changing in him. Looking out the metal bars, he saw the hungry, irate eyes of his imprisoned companions of the last few months. Something was changing in all of them, but not the same thing. They were growing in different ways, like a pack with unique capabilities.
His hands, now covered in fur, wrapped around the bars. Then he made the intention and his muscles followed suit. Rio ripped both his arms toward his chest and the metal squeaked as it bent. The cage door cried its complaints as it was pulled from its hinges. Then it burst completely off and Rio threw it at the poor excuse of a bed he’d been forced to lie in for all these months.
Zephyr was the first through the open doorway, always the one talking about getting free. And now they were, but the eyes of so many stared back at them, behind their own imprisoned doors.
“Yo
u free them with whatever it is you can now do,” Zephyr yelled. “I’ll find keys.”
The footsteps of the security guards or scientists or whoever had been approaching had faded. Maybe they were grabbing reinforcements. These men didn’t have time to worry about that. Zephyr knew that they had to get out while they had a chance. And he wouldn’t leave anyone behind.
Rattling metal and loud explosions of relief were the soundtrack in the background as Zephyr yanked drawer after drawer out of the cabinets lining the far wall. This was where the scientists always went first before going to release one of the prisoners. And then a clanging sound, one he’d come to associate with the moment before the treatments, met his ears, which were pinned up higher than usual on his head. He grabbed the keys and turned to greet a rough assault. A rent-a-cop stood in front of him, and, almost like he’d been waiting for him to turn around, he rammed the butt of his gun into Zephyr’s face just as he spun for the cages. His jaw split open at once, but that didn’t stop the beast inside of him from tearing forward. He leapt across the short distance, his open mouth seeking the clear exposed skin of the security agent’s throat. And when his teeth sunk through the flesh and tasted the warm blood inside he let out a soft growl. Above him he was conscious that other agents stood watching, unaware how to respond. They had been told not to harm the “experiments” and were obviously unprepared for an emergency like this.
Around them, men changed by drugs and science were springing from their cages. All of them hungry, but their inhibitions sequestered for the night.
Then overhead the alarm sounded. The one that would bring more security. More problems.
“Come on,” Rio yelled through the chaos. “We’ve got to go!”
Zephyr pulled up from his feast to spy the sight around him. He’d momentarily forgotten where he was, so drunk from the experience his body craved. Warm flesh.
“Come on,” Rio screamed again, waving Zephyr away from where he was perched, closest to the main doors. Then the man Zephyr didn’t know well, the one who had freed him, slammed both fists through a concrete wall until the night on the other side made its presence known. The men, all changed by the genes from the wolf blood they’d had spliced into their DNA, spilled out into the open air, into the outside where freedom was a real possibility. Zephyr pulled his sleeve across his blood-drenched mouth and sprang forward, making it through the space and out into the night in less time than humanly possible.
