Bright Light Dark Thunder – Connor Crais (1)

“Huh. Really, why?” “Well, a lot of my life hasn’t been peaches and cream, but some of those Greek guys had some really bad days.” Naomi and I share a half smile. “That’s putting it mildly.” I nod. “Exactly. Doesn’t make me feel so alone that hundreds or even thousands of years ago, some guy served a ruler he didn’t agree with alongside brothers that really had his back.

Even if the gods never really favored him.” I look at Naomi, who is clearly tickled by my unique choice in literature. I know the gods never favored me. But it sure feels like they might be taking a second look in my direction when I look at her.

She gets a strange look on her face. “Do you think about the Roman Empire every day?” Her question puts the same strange look on my face. “How do you know that?” She laughs, shaking her head. “Oh my God. Men.” “What?” She shifts. “There was this thing online. Men apparently think about the Roman Empire at least once a day or something.

My feed was filled with girlfriends and wives asking their partners if they did, and each guy was like, ‘Yeah, of course.’” “Huh. Well, I guess add me to that list.” “But why? Why, Walker?” She laughs through her questions. And I love the joyful way she says my name. “I don’t know. Human beings built the greatest empire the world has ever known. It lasted a thousand years, which must have felt like an eternity back then, and then it was gone.

I can’t really explain it. But nothing is too difficult to build. And nothing is too great to lose.” Naomi makes a noise like she understands. However, I can’t comprehend how she can, given my complete lack of eloquence on the matter. “What do you read?” I ask. “Oh, maybe the exact opposite of what you read.” “Which is?” “Romance, mostly.” “That’s sweet.” “Sweet?” Naomi looks at me like I’m crazy. “Yeah, people falling in love and getting married… and stuff…”

The look Naomi gives me tells me I’m way off base. She laughs. “Oh, Walker. Poor, innocent Walker. The books I read go way beyond kissing.” The “way” is stretched out, and in that long tone, I get her gist, and my mind is filled with all the dirty things she’s indicating. And they’re all with her.

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The characters and events portrayed in this book are fictitious or are used fictitiously. Any similarity to real persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental and not intended by the author. All brand names and product names used in this book are trademarks, registered trademarks, or trade names of their respective holders. 1kitap1.com/en Contents Content Warning 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 Chapter 21 Chapter 22 Chapter 23 Chapter 24 Chapter 25 Chapter 26 Chapter 27 Chapter 28 Chapter 29 Chapter 30 Chapter 31 Epilogue One Epilogue Two Acknowledgments About the Author Also by Connor Crais 1kitap1.com/en For Mrs. C –I’d burn it all down for you, baby 1kitap1.com/en Content Warning This work of fiction includes content that may be troubling for some readers.

For a full list of warnings, please visit my website. All foreign locations are imaginary and any similarity to real world locations is coincidental. This world is only inspired by our own; because in this one, the endings are always happy. 1kitap1.com/en I One stand among the ruins. The screams continue, though the throats that made them have long since been choked of life.

But the worst sound is not their cries. It’s the sick laughter of a lone, cruel man among the bones, blood, and dust. My chest heaves. My hands grip my sleeping bag like I’m falling. I open my eyes only to narrow slits. Warm sun paints the outside of my tent, making the inner wall glow. I let go of the sleeping bag and sit up, blinking. I’m not thousands of miles across the ocean. Not in the desert.

I’m in Montana. Camping. In my tent. Safe. I need oxygen. Exiting my tent, I take a lungful of cool, wet, early morning mountain air. The night was warm, so I’m just in my boxer briefs. But no one is around for miles. That’s how I want it. No. That’s how I need it.

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