Tuesday, December 17, 2013


The Lost Night Trilogy / Book Three, Legend of the Night



Agreeing to accompany one of the galaxies wealthiest bachelors on a trip to test his latest invention, a ship that shoots lightning bolts on demand, renowned pilot Hannah Ray discovers lightning isn’t the only spark between them.

When he asked her to join him, Nicholas James never expected his weekend outing would land him in the middle of a war zone with the woman he intended to marry. His plans of seduction ruined, Nicholas sees no choice but to join in the search for survivors.

News that Nicholas has been captured by his archenemy has Hannah flying to the rescue. Will she be in time to save the man she loves, or will Nicholas be tortured to death by Tressina Night?

Find out in the final chapter of The Lost Night Trilogy, Legend of the Night.




His heart pumped furiously. He wanted to brave, to jump out of the cupboard and tell the bad men to leave his mother alone. Fear kept him cowering in the dark when his mom screamed, “Jonathan!”

Cautiously peeking through the crack in the cupboard doors, Johnny saw his father leaning against the kitchen door. There was a cut above his dad’s eye and blood on his cheek. Quickly turning his head to the left, he saw two…pirates, one on each side of his mother. Putting his hand over his mouth, he shook when his dad’s angry voice boomed out, “Leave my wife alone.”

“Or what,” the man beside his mother mocked.

Johnny sucked in a breath when his dad reached into his pocket. He knew about the small knife he kept there. Relief washed through him. His dad would stab their hearts out. They’d be safe now. That’s what he thought. What actually happened stole Johnny’s breath. The knife came out of his dad’s pocket, but instead of stabbing the men it flew across the room when a laser blast knocked Jonathan to the floor.

In an effort to drown his mom’s screams, Johnny squeezed his eyes shut and put his fingers in his ears while he begged God to make his father get up and stop the bad men. When he finished praying, Johnny peeked out again. One of the men was lying down on top of his mother. He’s squishing her to death.

His mom looked scared. Trying to be brave, Johnny took his fingers out of his ears.

“Help me, Jonathan,” his mom moaned softly.

Johnny turned his head to see his father still lying on the floor. A gasp escaped his lips before he clamped his mouth shut and watched his father, eyes barely open, stretch his fingers toward the knife.

Lori is giving away one Kindle copy of Legend of the Night to one randomly selected person. Make a comment to be entered.


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Mary Preston said...

I would love to read LEGEND OF THE NIGHT thank you.


Lori Gordon said...

It's yours Mary :)

I Hope you enjoy it!
Lori J Gordon