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HADES #2
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TATE JAMES
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CONTENTS
Stalk Tate
Chapter 1
Chapter 2
Chapter 3
Chapter 4
Chapter 5
Chapter 6
Chapter 7
Chapter 8
Chapter 9
Chapter 10
Chapter 11
Chapter 12
Chapter 13
Chapter 14
Chapter 15
Chapter 16
Chapter 17
Chapter 18
Chapter 19
Chapter 20
Chapter 21
Chapter 22
Chapter 23
Chapter 24
Chapter 25
Chapter 26
Chapter 27
Chapter 28
Chapter 29
Chapter 30
Chapter 31
Chapter 32
Chapter 33
Chapter 34
Chapter 35
Chapter 36
Chapter 37
Chapter 38
Chapter 39
Chapter 40
Chapter 41
CASS’S LETTER
COMING SOON
A Note From Tate
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Tate James
Anarchy: Hades #2
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To the kid in primary school who threw a moldy lemon at
me and laughed at my imaginary friends.
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LUCAS
I must have passed out from the pain, it was the only way to
explain how the eye-patched man disappeared from the
room so damn fast. The deafening sound of gunfire had
forced my eyes open, and the first thing I saw was the
green butterfly blade still protruding from my chest.
Agony racked my body, and it took every single ounce of
control I possessed over my muscles to keep from moving.
Any move, no matter how small, would only do more
damage with that knife sticking out of me.
That thought immediately became irrelevant when the
locked door and half the wall surrounding it exploded into
the room like someone had thrown a grenade at it. The
force of the blast made me jerk and twist in my chains, and
I screamed again. My voice was already hoarse, but the
intense pain in my chest still drew a sound out.
Blood ran down my stomach and soaked my trousers.
My vision was hazy and dark, the room in front of me
coming in and out of focus fast enough to make me motion
sick. Yet somehow when she came into sight, she was
crystal clear in my eyes.
"Hayden," I mumbled, relief washing over me in a
dizzying wave. Not because she'd rescued me, simply that
she was okay. When I'd first been taken, all I could think
about was how they'd probably been targeting her. That
someone wanted to hurt her. And I'd been glad it’d been me
in her apartment instead. Call me a lovesick fool, but I'd
happily take all the torture in the world to keep her safe.
My mama always said one day I'd meet someone and I'd
know. She always believed in love at first sight, my ma, but
not me. Nope. I was a cynic... or I had been until I laid eyes
on Hayden and my whole world tilted upside down.
She strode into view outside the ruined mess of the
doorway, pausing briefly over someone to fire three times
into the fallen body. Then her laser sharp gaze jerked up to
meet my eyes.
A million emotions crashed through me all at once, and
the fierce determination and cold fury painted across her
face was like the most soothing balm for my injuries.
Zed was at her side, as always, and for once I was
actually happy to see him. Even if he was head over heels
in love with my girl. But there was no way in hell I was
walking away from this mess. I'd be lucky if I even survived
long enough to get medical attention...
Who will look after my mom if I die?
Hayden stepped through the blown-out doorway, but my
vision was blacking out already. The pain was too much, the
blood loss making me too weak.
Zed shouted something and there was a flurry of motion,
but I'd lost the strength to hold my head up any longer.
"Lucas." Her rich, velvet voice reached my ears, and her
soft hand cupped my cheek. She was so short I didn't even
really need to lift my head to see her. "I've got you; you're
going to be okay."
I wanted to agree, but no words would come out. I could
do nothing but watch as her eyes darted to the knife
protruding from my chest. Her jaw tightened as her whole
body radiated tension, fury, but she didn't let it out.
Instead, she just whispered reassurances while someone
picked the locks on my wrist irons.
When the bonds clicked open, I dropped like a lead
weight. But two sets of strong arms caught me before I hit
the ground.
"Hang in there, kid," my boss, Zayden De Rosa,
muttered from one side of me. "Don't fucking die on us
now."
Whoever was on my other side just grunted a sound of
agreement, and I wanted to laugh. I’d never imagined
myself as the damsel in distress, but it seemed strangely
right that Hayden had come to my rescue. She was flipping
gender roles like nobody's business, and I was here for it.
"Ambulance is almost here," she barked to Zed. "Get him
up to the south exit, and whatever you do, do not let him
die. Clear?" Her tone brokered no arguments, no matter
how impossible her request.
"Where the fuck are you going?" Zed snapped as Hayden
started down the corridor away from us. "Dare!"
She hesitated, spinning around just long enough to
shoot him a hard glare. "Zed, I'm trusting you. Get Lucas to
the hospital and don't take your fucking eyes off him."
Oh man. I really wanted to laugh at him for that, but for
one thing, I was barely conscious. For another, I also
wanted to know where the fuck she was going.
She didn't hang around to debate it, though, and took off
again, completely ignoring the way Zed shouted after her.
"I've got this," the dude supporting my other side
rumbled. He smoothly transferred my weight entirely onto
Zed, then loped off after Hayden.
"Motherfucking shit fuck cunt-licker," Zed cursed, but he
didn't drop me to the floor to die like I half expected him to.
Instead, he adjusted his grip on me, then started toward
the exit. "If you fucking die now, kid, I'll personally take a
trip to hell, resurrect your ass, and kill you all over again."
With that comforting statement, I passed right the fuck
out.
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To Be Continued
in CLUB 22
coming June 11 th, 2021
T urn the page to read Cass’s letter, and if you want to chat
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CASS’S LETTER
Red,
You told me tonight to write you a love letter. I'm at least
eighty percent sure you were joking, but whatever. Here it
fucking is. I'm not great with words, you already know this
though. So, I dunno. This might take me a while to write.
Hopefully you won't shoot me in frustration before I ever
finish, but with you... who knows?
I like that about you, though. How fierce you are, and
how you don't put up with anyone's bullshit. Fucking no
one scares you and that impresses the hell outta me. I'm
gonna be honest with you, Red. I don't have the first
fucking clue how to write a woman a love letter. Let alone a
woman like you. So I hope you'll excuse the lack of
structure and prose, and see this for what it is. Everything I
wanna say out loud, but can't. Everything that rattles
around in my brain when I look at you, but can't seem to
make the words leave my mouth.
Fuck you're beautiful. It's almost painful to look at you
and not touch you, not grab you and--
7th Circle exploded today and for a heartbeat, I thought
you were dead. And I thought my whole world was
crumbling around me, like my soul had been ripped clean
out of my body. Then I remembered who the fuck you are.
You’re Hades, for fucks sake. No one can kill you so easily.
You’re one step away from inhuman, at least in my eyes.
Roses are bloody, I’ve been blue, you’re a goddess and I
want to fuck you.
Just two kisses and you've left a permanent stain on my
soul, Angel.
I love when you challenge me. We harmonize, like a
filthy symphony.
Sometimes, I swear to fuck Red, sometimes I want to
throttle you. You're infuriating! The guilt you're carrying
tonight after finding Lucas in such a state made me want to
bundle you up in my arms and just let you fucking break for
five goddamn seconds. But we're not in a good place yet,
you'd never let me offer that sort of support. More to the
point, you'd never let yourself break. Not with me, not even
with Zed, I'd bet. You're carrying too damn much, though,
and sooner or later it's going to crush you if you don't
accept help from those who care about you.
I hope you know that I'm one of those people. I want to
be the one you turn to when it all gets too much. I want to
shoulder that weight and offer you a fucking break. You've
already dealt with so much.
You made a flippant comment tonight at the hospital
about me writing this letter, and it almost made me laugh.
You really didn't think I'd do it, and that tells me you've got
no idea how obsessed I am with you. Everything about you.
You've consumed my thoughts for five fucking years, Red.
Since the moment I met you, no woman has been able to
compare. They were all simply place-holders for the real
thing. You.
Here's the thing, though. I never thought we would ever
get to this point. I figured that picturing you in my mind
while I fucked some random faceless chicks with red hair
would be the best I could ever get.
Words can't express how glad I am to be wrong. I feel
like I owe you an explanation, though, for why I pushed you
away when you made your move.
In short, you shocked the crap outta me. I don't know
why I was so surprised, you aren't exactly the type of
woman to sit around and wait for a man to sweep her off
her feet. But... is it selfish to wish that I had done that for
you?
So, yeah, I handled it badly. I pushed you away because I
panicked. You're the woman I've literally dreamed about,
and suddenly you were within reach. Problem was, I knew--
still know--that I'm bad for you. And you deserve better, so I
tried to push you away. Look how that turned out, huh? I
was totally kidding myself. You're the brightest flame on
earth and I'm nothing more than a moth.
I'm bad for you, Red. So fucking bad. I'm damaged,
emotionally unavailable, cruel, reckless, and selfish. You
deserve so much fucking better. You deserve that fucking
stripper. Lucas. He's everything I'm not, and everything
that would be good for you. And yet, I can't seem to stay
away. So here I am, writing a fucking love letter like a
lovesick teen.
Love. Fucking hell. Pretty safe to say that's not an
emotion I'd ever thought to feel again. I thought that part
of my soul had curled up and died a long damn time ago. I
thought all I felt for you was obsession, infatuation... lust.
But I was wrong. It took these last few weeks for me to see
that. It wasn't until you so rightfully rejected my apology at
Anarchy to make it finally sink in.
I love you, Red. And if it takes me another five years to
make you see that, for you to forgive my insane behavior,
then so be it. I'm not going anywhere, and I'm not giving
up.
Almost every damn night, you're in my dreams. I can't
wait to get my hands on you properly. Those few kisses
have only made me desperate for more, made my fantasies
about you so much more graphic and real.
I dream about all the ways I want to fuck you. How tight
and hot your cunt will be around my cock, how sweet your
moans will be in my ears and the salty taste of your sweat
on my tongue as I bite your neck.
You know what you're getting into with me, I can see it
in your eyes. You want it rough, and that's exactly how it'll
be. I've thought long and hard about wrapping that
gorgeous red hair around my fist, holding you captive as I
fuck your ass. Every time you wet your lips, I picture them
wrapped around my cock as you swallow me deep, choking
on my cum as that sinful eye makeup stains your cheeks. I
want to taste your pussy, and make you scream my name as
you come all over my face. I want your thighs to grab my
head so tight I suffocate in your sweet cunt and drown in
your juices.
Red, I want to make you scream until you're hoarse, I
want your legs to shake so bad you can't walk, and I want
to see those perfect tits heaving as you struggle to catch
your breath.
There are so many things I want to do to you, with you,
for you... but instead of writing it all down, I'd much rather
play it all out in person.
Zed just called and asked me to come over to his place.
You must be in pain, if he's turning to me for help. Yet
somehow I can't help but feel glad. Because even though
you're hurting, it's giving me an excuse to get closer and
trust me, Angel, I won't back down again. I'll give you this
letter tonight, and hopefully you'll give me another chance.
If not, I'll just write another. And another. And another.
One day, maybe you'll believe me when I say how much I
love you, and will always love you.
So, fuck it. When you dream of me, make it rough. I
can't wait to make it a reality, then hold you afterwards.
Hold you forever.
- Cass
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CLUB 22
They say to keep your enemies close and mine are all
around me. At the heart of it are four dangerously gorgeous
men. The man who wants to light my darkness and already
paid the price for loving me. The man who can handle my
power and loves every dark inch of me. The man who has
been my closest companion and now threatens to upend
our carefully balanced world in pursuit of me.
I’m Hades.
This time when death comes for him, I’ll make sure it
sticks.
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A NOTE FROM TATE
Just two days after writing the ending of this book, I found
out that the model with originally inspired Cass, Chris
Kash, died very unexpectedly. In a touching message from
his family, we know that on his death, he donated his
organs and ultimately saved three lives in doing so.
His loss is a huge blow to the people who knew him, but
also to the book world as he was such a prolific and
recognizable face on so many romance covers. His final act
of kindness in saving those three lives with his organ
donation is unquestionably true to Cass’s character, so I
couldn’t be more proud and grateful to have Chris on the
cover for Club 22. In my mind, he will always be Cassiel
Saint.
My heart goes out to his family, and his beautiful wife. I
simply can’t imagine the pain they’re going through.
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