Gilbert Reviews Terminal Point (The Hunter Drune Series, Book One)

                                                                      

                                          

On John Jason Lee's Website, he has this to say about himself:

John Jason Lee lives in the back end of nowhere in Suffolk, England. He has a number of cats that strive at every turn to hamper his creation of genius by sleeping on his chair, his lap, his keyboard - and a psychotic, bad smelling dog that has inspired an interest in all things strange and undead. When he is not travelling the universe or jumping back and forth through space/time J.J enjoys playing with photography and watching movies. He likes loud cars, fast music and motorcycles that frighten environmental activists. He cuts his own hair, shaves occasionally and never wears aftershave. He believes a man should be a man and should smell like one. Sweat, old leather and engine oil are good for the soul - and for getting elbow room at the bar.

                                                          

             

                                                      Hunter Drune

 I've been following this talented writer for some time now on Twitter and Facebook, but I really would love to learn more about John Jason Lee and maybe, with a bit of nudging, he might grant me an interview. John has a novel out called Terminal Point (The Hunter Drune Series, Book One). You can find it on Amazon. You should buy it and I’m going to tell you why. Terminal Point is one of the best written action books that I’ve read in a long time. Hunter Drune is a Federation Officer on the trail of a man who not only stole two vials of deadly spores, but is now hiding out in a dying city filled with crazed survivors. Will Hunter Drune be able to bet hold of the vials before the spores are released?

That, my friend, is for you to find out. The one thing I will tell you is that Hunter Drune gets into your head and your heart and you find yourself  invested in his surviving. Buy the book and become a fan. You can find John Jason Lee at these sites:
Amazon: http://www.amazon.com/Terminal-Point-Hunter-Drune-Series-ebook/dp/B007QDTLKO/ref=cm_cr_pr_pb_I

Website:   http://www.johnjasonlee.com/

Twitter:     https://twitter.com/HunterDrune

Facebook:  https://www.facebook.com/johnjason.leeauthor?fref=ts

Side note: Book Two will be coming out in the near future. I can't wait!!!

 

 

 

Episode Forty-eight of Lilith's Escape

                                                                                                     

Fighting his anger and the blood lust, Edward demanded, “Untie me, now.”

Not totally convinced, Tzaddik waited for Lilith to give the okay and after she gave her consent, Edward was cut free. “Don’t make any quick moves,” Tzaddik warned.

                                                                                                                    

Edward rubbed the back of his head and felt the golf ball size bump. He couldn't remember what happened or what he had he done. He took hold of Lilith’s wrist, but Rita shouted out, “Let go.”

                                                                             

 “I need to see the wound,” he replied. Edward winced when he saw the damage his teeth had done to her tiny wrist. There was a large chunk missing, but luckily the skin was beginning to heal as he watched. “I never meant to hurt you,” he said to Lilith who was still unclothed and not the least embarrassed

                                                                                 

“I know...but we need to be careful until we know for sure you can control yourself.” Turning towards the female soldier, Lilith said, “Bring him  food.”

Rita stared long and hard at Edward before saying, “Get your act together. I want my husband back.” Then she walked out of the room to fetch the food.

“Edward…” Lilith pulled his face back towards her. “Tonight, we will prepare you for surgery.” She walked over to the bed and grabbed her clothing. As she began to dress, Edward remembered that they weren’t alone.

                                                                      

“You don’t need to babysit me. I have it under control,” Edward told Tzaddik. But the man didn’t hear a word, his eyes were on Lilith.

                                                             
 Edward was doing a good job of fighting the blood lust, keeping the urge under control, but his jealousy…was another thing all together. “Get out,” he told the soldier.

Episode Forty-six of Lilith's Escape

                                                                    

Edward looked at the photo in the passport. It was the man that Lilith just recently sucked the life from. “So, how am I to get past their guards?” he asked Tzaddik.

“By using the dead man’s identity, you pretend that Scouter is your prisoner and make your way into the main headquarters in Philadelphia,”

“I look nothing like this man. I won’t fool anyone,” Edward countered.

Tzaddik pushed his chair back and stood up. “We can change your features, but we need to get you up to date on the man’s personal information.”

                                                                   

Edward closed the passports and threw them, the money and map on the cot. “If you’re talking plastic surgery, I won’t be ready by tomorrow.” He watched as Lilith gathered the tossed items from the bed and brought them to Tzaddik. Her nudity apparently embarrassed no one but Edward.

“Let me have a moment with him,” Lilith said to the others. It took Rita a few minutes to push her swollen body from the bed and then she and Tzaddik, left the room. “Come, sit on the chair,” Lilith instructed him.

                                                                   

“Why must I drink your blood?” he asked as he took his seat and she knelt before him.

She had ignored his question, but in her hand was a dagger, which had appeared from thin air. She jabbed the point of the dagger into her finger, and as her blood flowed, she repeated the process on Edward. “Drink,” she commanded and pushed her finger into his mouth. When he began to drink, she placed his finger into her mouth.

                                                                        

Edward drank deeply, wanting more and more of her life force, even though Lilith struggled to pull her finger from his mouth. He grabbed hold of her, pulled her into his lap and forcibly held her finger to his mouth. She used her free hand to push him away, but to no avail.

                                                                                                                     

                                                 The blood lust had taken hold of Edward.