Table of Contents
Title Page
Copyright Page
Dedication
Acknowledgements
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
Teaser chapter
"CHRISTINE FEEHAN CONTINUES TO AMAZE READERS."
--The Eternal Night
STREET GAME
"Christine Feehan's writing style is exceptional in this work from the GhostWalker series. Her characters are instantly believable and extraordinary, and the action involved will compel readers to devour the book for every last detail."
--Fresh Fiction
"Believable, passionate, intense."
--Night Owl Reviews (Top Pick)
MURDER GAME
"A no-holds-barred adventure ... you won't be able to put this page-turner down. Gripping and well-written, Murder Game is all you've come to expect in a GhostWalker tale. Well-done!"
--Fresh Fiction
"Refreshing ... fans will enjoy this strong thriller."
--Midwest Book Review
PREDATORY GAME
"Boy, did it deliver! ... This book keeps you rockin' from the get-go. Come along for an intense, sensuous ride with the GhostWalkers, and hold on."
--Fresh Fiction
"One of the best in Christine Feehan's ... romantic suspense saga."
--Midwest Book Review
"Feehan's at the top of her game with this explosive, scintillating novel."
--Romantic Times
DEADLY GAME
"I loved this one and I'll bet you will too."
--Fresh Fiction
"The fastest-paced, most action-packed, gut-wrenching, adrenaline-driven ride I've ever experienced ... If you crave a gripping thriller ... Deadly Game is the rush you've been waiting for."
--Romance Junkies
"Wow! ... Made me hungry for more."
--The Best Reviews
NIGHT GAME
"Suspenseful ... captivating."
--Publishers Weekly
"Packed with adventure ... Not only is this a thriller, the sensual scenes rival the steaming Bayou. A perfect 10."
--Romance Reviews Today
MIND GAME
"Sultry and suspenseful ... as swift-moving and sexually charged as her best vampire romances. In short, it is an electrifying read."
--Publishers Weekly
"Brilliant. The sexual energy ... is electrifying. If you enjoy paranormal romances, this is a must-read."
--Romance at Heart Magazine
"Explosive! The sexual chemistry is literally a scorcher."
--Fallen Angel Reviews
SHADOW GAME
"Sensational ... The sultry, spine-tingling kind of read that [Feehan's] fans will adore."
--Publishers Weekly
"One of the best current voices in the darker paranormal romance subgenre ... intense, sensual, and mesmerizing."
--Library Journal
"[An] erotically charged romance."
--Booklist
More praise for the novels of Christine Feehan
"Just as I begin to think the romance genre has nowhere else to run, I get to read something that takes another giant leap down a totally unknown road. Romance, suspense and intrigue, and the paranormal . . . combined to make one of the most delicious journeys I have had the pleasure of taking in a long, long time ... Definitely something for everyone."
--Romance and Friends
"Feehan's newest is a skillful blend of supernatural thrills and romance that is sure to entice readers."
--Publishers Weekly
"If you are looking for something that is fun and different, pick up a copy of this book."
--All About Romance
"This one is a keeper ... I had a hard time putting [it] down ... Don't miss this book!"
--New-Age Bookshelf
"Vibrant characters, suspense-filled plot ... and just the right touch of the supernatural ... a must-read, especially on those dark, rainy nights, when the wind howls its anger at the world. Kudos, Ms. Feehan, you have penned a pageturner--good to the last drop."
--Romance Reviews Today
"Christine Feehan is a magnificent storyteller."
--Romantic Times
Titles by Christine Feehan
RUTHLESS GAME
STREET GAME
MURDER GAME
PREDATORY GAME
DEADLY GAME
CONSPIRACY GAME
NIGHT GAME
MIND GAME
SHADOW GAME
HIDDEN CURRENTS
TURBULENT SEA
SAFE HARBOR
DANGEROUS TIDES
OCEANS OF FIRE
WILD FIRE
BURNING WILD
WILD RAIN
WATER BOUND
DARK PERIL
DARK SLAYER
DARK CURSE
DARK HUNGER
DARK POSSESSION
DARK CELEBRATION
DARK DEMON
DARK SECRET
DARK DESTINY
DARK MELODY
DARK SYMPHONY
DARK GUARDIAN
DARK LEGEND
DARK FIRE
DARK CHALLENGE
DARK MAGIC
DARK GOLD
DARK DESIRE
DARK PRINCE
Anthologies
HOT BLOODED
(with Maggie Shayne, Emma Holly, and Angela Knight)
LOVER BEWARE
(with Fiona Brand, Katherine Sutcliffe, and Eileen Wilks) FANTASY
(with Emma Holly, Sabrina Jeffries, and Elda Minger)
FEVER
(includes The Awakening and Wild Rain) SEA STORM
(includes Magic in the Wind and Oceans of Fire)
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Acknowledgments
As always when writing a book, I have several people to thank: Morey Sparks, for information on weapons; Jack, for answering questions regarding weapons; and of course, Brian Feehan, who always drops everything to work out tough fight scenes. Manda, thank you for going above and beyond, working late nights and weekends when I needed you to get the book finished. Domini, as always, you make the book so much better! I appreciate you all so much!
The Ghost Walker Symbol Details
SIGNIFIES shadow
SIGNIFIES protection against evil forces
SIGNIFIES the Greek letter psi, which is used by parapsychology researchers to signify ESP or other psychic abilities
SIGNIFIES qualities of a knight--loyalty, generosity, courage, and honor
SIGNIFIES shadow knights who protect against evil forces using psychic powers, courage, and honor
The GhostWalker Creed
We are the GhostWalkers, we live in the shadows
The sea, the earth, and the air are our domain
No fallen comrade will be left behind
We are loyalty and honor bound
We are invisible to our enemies
and we destroy them where we find them
We believe in justice and we protect our country
and those unable to protect themselves
What goes unseen, unheard, and unknown
are GhostWalkers
There is honor in the shadows and it is us
We move in complete silence whether
in jungle or desert
We walk among our enemy unseen and unheard
Striking without sound and scatter to the winds
before they have knowledge of our existence
We gather information and wait with endless patience
for that perfect moment to deliver swift justice
We are both merciful and merciless
We are relentless and implacable in our resolve
We are the GhostWalkers and the night is ours
CHAPTER 1
The lone coyote trotted across the desert on the outskirts of the city. Bold, he nosed close to the trash scattered along the edges of the sand. The night air was cool, but the sand was still warm from the hot day's sun. He padded along, nose to the ground, sniffing around the back of a long structure until he came to an alleyway. Someone coughed, and a bottle smashed against the side of the building. The coyote whirled and ran. He'd been shot at many times coming in too close to these particular buildings, but the food was unusually plentiful. Still, he didn't want to take a chance, not when there were so many men walking around so late at night.
The coyote reluctantly slunk away from the banquet, edged out to a pile of boulders, and hunched down, waiting for things to settle a little more before he made another try. In the distant desert, he heard a muffled sound, like the beating of large wings, and he turned his head toward the sky, cowering closer to the rock.
The helicopter came in fast and low, running without lights and in eerie silence. Ropes dropped from the open doors, and five men descended fast and, in one smooth, coordinated motion, began sprinting across the desert with unprecedented speed. Seconds later the helicopter was gone, and the coyote surged to his feet, ready to run as the men, nothing more than shadows, raced toward him. There was no sound, not even the thud of boots on sand. The wind carried their scents, and as they approached, their bodies were more defined, appearing as a single dark entity with ten glowing eyes.
The coyote took a few steps one way and then, as the men split apart, running no more than two feet from one another in perfect unison, he stepped in the other direction, whirled, tail down, and then stopped, confused. The men rushed by like the wind, not so much as hesitating, yet those strange eyes flashed over the animal as he cowered, obviously seeing him, although he was in the darker shadow of the rocks.
Javier, you're on. Just take a look. Hear what I'm saying? A look. No one dies yet. Mack McKinley, leader of GhostWalker Team Three, sent his first man into the hot zone. The unique GhostWalker unit he led had no need of radios. They were all telepathic.
I'm hurt, boss. Laughter spilled into Mack's mind. Why would you ever think someone might die?
Mack sent Javier Enderman a stern warning look. Javier could see easily in the darkness, even when he chose not to. He looked like a kid with his dark black eyes and innocent, boyish face--one of his greatest assets. Everyone always underestimated him, if they ever actually saw him.
Urban warfare was a unique art. Every citizen in a hot zone could potentially be innocent--or an enemy. It took special men and women with nerves of steel to be able to function in such a high-stress situation. His GhostWalker unit was comprised of such individuals, all highly trained and with very special, unique psychic gifts.
Mack and the others dropped to their bellies, disappearing into the sand just feet from the first building at the edge of the city. Javier jogged with absolute confidence right up to the structure and into the alley. As he got closer to the buildings, his solid form simply disappeared, blending completely with his surroundings.
I think our informant is on to something. We've got a major force here, Mack, Javier reported. Guns on the roof, stairways, tucked in the alleys. I see several at the windows in the building across the street. Big op here.
Can you find a way to blend in without having to kill anyone? We aren't supposed to be here. Get in, get out with the package, and no one the wiser.
Javier sighed heavily. You know, boss, you're maligning my character. Of course I can find a way to blend. No faith.
Mack's gut tightened. Javier was an accomplished assassin despite his youthful, innocent appearance. He was highly skilled with explosives and a maniac when it came to computers. Highly intelligent, he followed one person, and that was Mack. Javier could usually find a group of teens and simply join them, but the kids in this part of the city were most likely paid to report strangers. He refrained from telling Javier to be careful, knowing the man wouldn't appreciate his caution, but they'd been raised on the streets together. Javier was more than a teammate--he was family, and Mack looked after family.
These men had followed him into hell, and Mack felt responsible for them. They had all thought psychic enhancement was an exciting program, one that would allow them the best ability to save lives and serve their country--and maybe it would have been, had it not been run by a madman who had not only enhanced their psychic abilities but had also changed their DNA, adding the animal enhancements he thought would make them all supersoldiers.
Ther
e was Gideon Carpenter, a man who would be their savior in any crisis. He had eyes like a hawk, could shoot the wings off a fly with hands as steady as a rock. He would protect them from great distances, and so far, Mack had never known him to miss. Before he could get into position, they would need to have information and the rooftop of his choice cleared.
Ethan Myers lay on his belly, eyes locked on the structures ahead, his body streamlined for climbing. The man could go up a building like a spider, clear the rooftop, and be gone before anyone ever knew he'd been there. He waited, coiled to react, as steady as they came.
Mack glanced to the man on his right. Kane Cannon was the fifth man making up their team of rescuers. Kane had always been with him, from the streets of Chicago, college, every type of Special Forces training available to them as well as the GhostWalker experiments and additional field training. Kane always guarded his back, and he knew exactly what Mack was thinking. He shifted his weight subtly, telling Mack he was ready. He was invaluable, a man who literally could see through walls and into buildings. He could lay out the position of the enemy in seconds.
Our informant should be in the third apartment, bottom floor, corner building, Mack sent telepathically to his team. You're up, Kane. Make certain she's alone. Sergeant Major is sure the information could not have been obtained by anyone other than a GhostWalker. This is an unknown and could be a trap.
Kane shoved upward with his hands, and his feet went smoothly under him in a practiced move. He ran low, muscles warm and fluid, sending him across the open feet of desert to the entrance of the alley Javier had gone through. Smells assailed him: urine and alcohol mixed with cooked meat. He slipped inside the dark shadow of the alley and instantly became part of it. He moved, shrouded in silence, knife in hand, as he approached the street.