The question I seem to get the most lately is: just how many books will there be in The Borders War series? The answer is five. No more. No less. Five books and Merq and Armise’s story arc will be complete.
For those of you keeping count, that means the first two have already been published (One Breath One Bullet and Dominant Predator), the third book comes out in weeks time (Powerless), I’m…
“Welcome back, Grayson,” Neveed greeted me, clasping my hand in his, pulling me close. But the smile on his face never reached his eyes.
When Armise and I left, Neveed had been thin—sunken even—the stress of the initial press of the war and the loss of troops having been wearing him down, as if the health of his body and soul was tethered to that of the cause. But the man in front of me was strong. Confident and in control. His midnight black hair was slicked back, the longer pieces curling behind his ears. His golden brown eyes were clear—perhaps dangerously focused was a more appropriate term. He was no longer skinny nor on the verge of collapsing into himself.
It was good to see that the President’s second-in-command was unquestionably back in control of himself—the Revolution needed him to be unflappable. But there was a callous, detached air in the set of his shoulders. The way he surveyed the control room—as if the occupants were assets to be inventoried, not human beings—concerned me almost as equally.
“You say that as if I had the choice,” I addressed Neveed. “Where’s the President?”
And just like that, his already limited pretense of warmth was gone.
“In protective custody,” Neveed said, putting his hands to his hips and widening his stance in a classic defensive posture that was supposed to assert authority.
But I knew him too well, too intimately, to be either fooled or intimidated by the show. “So he’s not here?” I pressed.
“I can’t tell you that.” Neveed tipped up his chin and sneered.
He didn’t have to glance at Armise for me to know exactly why he was refusing to let me in on where the President was holed up.
“This? Again?” I gritted out, making the conscious decision not to raise my voice. While I may have had issues with Neveed, that didn’t mean he was a bad leader. And with the President under threat, the Revolution needed leadership they could believe in. I wouldn’t let him go unchallenged, but I wouldn’t be the one bringing him down in front of the lower ranking forces. I was pretty sure he’d do that himself at some point. I glared at him. “You’re refusing to let Armise into your trust after five fucking months of laying his ass on the line just as much as I did?”
Neveed still couldn’t look at Armise. “The President may want him here but I don’t. I don’t trust him.”
Armise stepped into Neveed’s space, crowding him, his face only inches away. “You think you will ever have the balls to look me in the eye when you say that? General?” he added with a twist of his lip.
I crossed my arms and made it clear I wasn’t going to keep between Armise and Neveed if this went any further. Instead I took one step closer, standing next to Armise as I leaned in so only Armise and Neveed would hear what I was saying.
“I’ve always followed orders. Your orders for many of those years. At one time we were friends. You would think you’d have more respect for that.”
Neveed’s nostrils flared. “You don’t know the whole story.”
I looked to Armise, not even having to spend one second searching his reaction to know the truth of everything between us. I trusted Armise. Because he had earned that trust from me through words and action. And while Neveed believed he could still manipulate me with this, I’d seen through his bullshit so long ago that his taunts no longer held power over me.
“How fucking sure of that are you?” I whispered to Neveed.
Neveed’s eyes widened and he retreated, fury sharpening his features. “If you do, then I need to keep the President away from you, too.”
“Call me when you have an actual job for Armise and me,” I spat back at him. “I’m taking a fucking hot shower.”
He was built to be invincible.
Merq and Armise return to the States after their mission to assassinate the remaining Committee members only to find the leadership of the Revolution isn’t as stable as they thought.
Outside forces come crashing down on a Revolution stronghold, leaving two of their soldiers gravely wounded. Merq’s history with his brothers-in-arms Simion and Neveed forces him into making decisions that will impact his future with the Revolution.
Merq has always identified as a soldier first. Always known who deserved his loyalty and who didn’t. But with the uncertainty surrounding the leadership of the Revolution, the mysterious disappearance of the jacquerie and increased activity with the PsychHAgs, Merq knows there are few people he can trust.
The only man Merq wants or needs at his side is Armise Darcan. But his reliance on his former enemy may be a miscalculation that threatens everything Merq stands for.
Powerless releases March 28th from Totally Bound and April 25th everywhere!! xx
Amnesty International made this campaign to show Russia how many people around the world supports equality. Each signature is marked as a dot on the picture above, and the goal is to fill the entire map of Russia with these dots.
is there anything phineas and ferb can’t do
i’m not asking that in a rhetorical “oh man they’re amazing” way
i mean it
what the fuck can they not do
they can sing, play instruments, build anything, roller skate, surf, fly planes, etc etc
i just want there to be an episode where someone’s like “ok let’s jump rope” and phineas is like “fuck i have no idea how to do that”
Remember that night you came to me
So drunk that you could barely walk a straight line
barely able to slur your drunken truths to me
Do you remember what you said
Or how you felt when you were touching my waist and told me
That you had held a gun to your head a week before we slept together
For the first time at the ocean
You could barely slur your words loud enough
For me to hear through your painful sobs
“You changed everything for me. I love you.”
People ask me why I can’t just let go
Why I stay with someone with someone who treats me so wrong
This is why
And he may treat me wrong
But it feels completely right.