Into The Night

Into The Night
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Two FBI agents are caught in a merciless vigilante’s crosshairs in New York Times bestselling author Cynthia Eden’s electric Killer Instinct seriesSheltered in the shadows of the Smoky Mountains is the suspect who’s summoned FBI agent Macey Night’s fears to the surface. Every day that the “Profiler,” a vigilante serial killer, escapes justice is another day she’s reminded of what it is to be a ruthless predator’s prey. Capturing him is a craving deeper than anything she’s felt in a long time. But Agent Bowen Murphy, equal parts sexy and volatile, seems hell-bent on changing that. Working together—needing, living, and breathing each other—they’re entwined to distraction.Bowen’s used to operating on impulse: act, don’t feel. Now Macey and the controlled terror behind her beautiful eyes has him rethinking everything, including his rule to never get close to a colleague. He’s willing to fight for a future with Macey, but the consequences of love could be deadly.

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Two FBI agents are caught in a merciless vigilante’s crosshairs in New York Times bestselling author Cynthia Eden’s electric Killer Instinct series

Sheltered in the shadows of the Smoky Mountains is the suspect who’s summoned FBI agent Macey Night’s fears to the surface. Every day that the “Profiler,” a vigilante serial killer, escapes justice is another day she’s reminded of what it is to be a ruthless predator’s prey. Capturing him is a craving deeper than anything she’s felt in a long time. But Agent Bowen Murphy, equal parts sexy and volatile, seems hell-bent on changing that. Working together—needing, living and breathing each other—they’re entwined to distraction.

Bowen’s used to operating on impulse: act, don’t feel. Now Macey and the controlled terror behind her beautiful eyes have him rethinking everything, including his rule to never get close to a colleague. He’s willing to fight for a future with Macey, but the consequences of love could be deadly.

Praise for New York Times bestselling author Cynthia Eden

“Eden expertly twines terror and true love in her second Killer Instinct contemporary romantic thriller.… This winning tale is a tightly plotted, expertly characterized adrenaline rush from start to finish.”

—Publishers Weekly on Before the Dawn (starred review)

“Cynthia Eden writes smart, sexy and gripping suspense. Hang on tight while she takes you on a wild ride.’’

—New York Times bestselling author Cindy Gerard

“Sexy, mysterious, and full of heart-pounding suspense!”

—New York Times bestselling author Laura Kaye

“Suspenseful, sexy fare that keeps you turning pages until you reach the story’s conclusion.”

—RT Book Reviews on After the Dark

“Eden shines with this taut romantic thriller, which opens her Killer Instinct series.”

—Publishers Weekly on After the Dark

“A dynamic and fully vested cast of secondary characters keeps the suspense and intrigue flowing.”

—Smexy Books on After the Dark

“After the Dark is an action-packed thrill-ride of a tale that starts with an exciting scene and keeps the tension going for the entire book.”

—Night Owl Reviews

Into the Night

Cynthia Eden


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First, I want to thank my readers. My readers thrill me every single day. Thank you for your support and your emails and for all of the encouragement that you give to me. My readers keep me typing at the keyboard because I can’t wait to share new stories!

I also wanted to send a special shout to my friends… Skyla—lady, you can always make me smile. And for Amy—woman, if you don’t write your own book soon, I’ll be angry! You ladies are my favorite witches and hanging with you always inspires me.

PROLOGUE

THE LIGHT WAS in her eyes, blinding her. Macey Night couldn’t see past that too bright light. She was strapped onto the operating room table, but it wasn’t the straps that held her immobile.

He’d drugged her.

“I could stare into your eyes forever.” His rumbling voice came from behind the light. “So unusual, but then, you realize just how special you are, right, Dr. Night?”

She couldn’t talk. He’d gagged her. They were in the basement of the hospital, in a wing that hadn’t been used for years. Or at least, she’d thought it hadn’t been used. She’d been wrong. About so many things.

“Red hair is always rare, but to find a redhead with heterochromia...it’s like I hit the jackpot.”

A tear leaked from her eye.

“Don’t worry. I’ve made sure that you will feel everything that happens to you. I just—well, the drugs were to make sure that you wouldn’t fight back. That’s all. Not to impair the experience for you. Fighting back just ruins everything. I know what I’m talking about, believe me.” He sighed. “I had a few patients early on—they were special like you. Well, not quite like you, but I think you get the idea. They fought and things got messy.”

A whimper sounded behind her gag because he’d just taken his scalpel and cut her on the left arm, a long, slow slice from her inner wrist all the way up to her elbow.

“How was that?” he asked her. His voice was low, deep.

Nausea rolled in her stomach. Nausea from fear, from the drugs, from the absolute horror of realizing she’d been working with a monster and she hadn’t even realized it. Day in and day out, he’d been at her side. She’d even thought about dating him. Thought about having sex with him. After all, Daniel Haddox was the most respected doctor at the hospital. At thirty-five, he’d already made a name for himself. He was the best surgeon at Hartford General Hospital, everyone said so.

He was also, apparently, a sadistic serial killer.



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