Timber (Hades, #4)

by Tate James

This book is dedicated to survivors. You’re the real heroines.

But I wasn't so stupid as to take things at face value. There had to be an explanation. But if there wasn't and he really had betrayed me? Well... karma could take care of him.

Yeah it sure as hell gotta be a HELL GOOD explanation

Because if I couldn't trust Zed, then my faith in everyone was shaken. I didn't even trust myself anymore. This could all still be one big delusion, for all I knew. Fuck. I really was messed up.

My heart is breaking for Hades

"If I were dead to you, you'd have thrown the knife, not the remote."

"Gentlemen, I called you here to keep you informed of some changes. Contrary to rumor, I am going nowhere. In fact, I'm expanding. You've all met Lucas already; consider him my second Zed."

Second Zed <3

"Rex Darenburg, returned from retirement. And Cassiel Saint, returned from the dead."

This was my safe place, throwing my massive dick energy at tough-guy gangsters. Dropping little bombs and watching to see if today was the day someone felt like challenging my seat of power.

"I'd gut them," I mumbled in response to Cass. "Nobody touches what's mine and lives. I'd gut them, then mount their heads on spikes to warn everyone else away."

"If you're inviting us to your Freddy Kruger–themed birthday party, unfortunately, we won't be able to make it," I drawled in the most casual tone I could muster while internally screaming. "I'm washing my hair that day."

HAHAHAHA

"Sorry, no. Nothing is sparking in my mind, anyway. I absolutely will tell you if anything ignites an idea, though. It's a shame you weren't home, I heard it was quite the explosion."

HAAHHAHAAH NOT THE EXPLOSION PUNS

"So, I want to go kill someone tonight," I announced.

"Just... someone?" Zed was the first to recover. "Like, anyone? Or someone specific?"

HAhaaah

"Nah, we had to do about sixteen rounds of rock paper scissors. Handled it like men, beautiful."

Hahah lol

I can take care of myself just fine, and I really shouldn't need to point out that my girl is quite literally the scariest thing in the Tri-State area.

Hell yeah she is

they'd disobeyed me. That couldn't be ignored.

He gave Seph a sharp look at that, but my sister raised her middle finger at him and drained my entire cocktail in one go.

Hahaha

Hell, I was fairly certain they were just thoroughly enjoying themselves down there. Fucking alpha-male asshole behavior.

Cass pushed the unconscious weight of his opponent off him, then tilted his chin as he looked up at our balcony again. This time, there was no mistaking his smirk—or the deliberately blown kiss. Sarcastic fuck.

So sassy

Zed met my eyes, a slow smile curving his lips. "You're such a badass, Dare.

Hell yeah she is

Lucas grinned. "Besides," he added, "Hayden’s hot as hell when she gets violent."

Cass was at my back, but bodies were dropping from their hiding places before we even reached them. The combination of Zed, Lucas, and Steele hiding out in elevated positions with sniper rifles was unbeatable. We were untouchable.

"Another one bites the dust, Chasey baby,"

"Better sleep with one eye open."

HAHAHA

"Not like this," he muttered, almost to himself as he gazed down at me with hungry eyes.

"Like this," he corrected, shoving me to sit on the edge of Wayne's messy desk as he sank to his knees in front of me.

"I came down to check what was taking so long," he commented, arching a brow. "Stayed for the show."

Hahahah oh Zed the watcher

"Quit complaining, and let her suck your dick, Zeddy Bear."

Rolled-up shirtsleeves with strongly muscled forearms are to women what great cleavage is to men.

It is hot as hell

"Hades," he said with a gulp, his eyes wide. "Hi. Hello. Zed. Sir. Sirs. Um, we haven't met yet, not officially. But I've heard... you know. A lot."

HAHAHAAHH

“Quit fucking asking for permission. If I didn’t want it, I would’ve kicked you all in the balls and left.”

Hell yeah she would

Cassiel Saint was sex in leather most days, but in a tuxedo? Holy mother of orgasms. That was something special.

Death by multiple orgasms was definitely not the worst way to go.

Sixty-nine... because Zed’s a fucking child and thought it was funny when he saw it was available.”

Just keep your dick in your pants and make sure your brothers get the same message. Or I’ll cut them off.”

Hehehehehe

“I can’t believe you just yes, sir-ed him,” I whisper screamed. “Traitor.”

HAhaahah

I’m alive and he’s dead, so, like, Rodney can suck my spirit dick.”

“Call me ‘Mom’ and I’ll sign you up for ballet classes.” Diana gave a horrified gasp, and I laughed. “That’s what I thought.”

HAaahhaah

I poked a marshmallow on the end of a dagger and toasted it over Chase’s burning body,

SAVAGE