Jackal by Fisher & Aster is LIVE! The End of Men continues today!

THIS is what I’ll be devouring this weekend! I’ve already gotten clicky with it and I intend on planting my behind in a comfy spot and learning all about the hotness that is Jackal! I jumped straight into dystopian awesomeness with Folsom….I mean total addiction and amazement…THIS IS A SERIES AND MUST BE READ IN ORDER…if you haven’t devoured Folsom yet….bonus for you! You get more exciting reading!

 

 

If you’re like me and already got all into the first book then you need to be reading this with me! 

THE END OF MEN CONTINUES RIGHT NOW!!!

He’s known as the ‘Orgy King’ in the elite twelve!


Jackal is LIVE and FREE on Kindle Unlimited! Are you ready to meet the next End Man?

 

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Amazon AU: http://bit.ly/JackalAU

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Jackal Emerson has never taken himself seriously. Dubbed the “orgy king,” he’s renowned for his reputation as the wild End Man. But with the uprising on the horizon and his best friend missing, Jackal is having a hard time living the same carefree existence. 

And then he meets a thief and everything changes.

Phoenix Moyo, principal dancer of a notorious ballet company, lives a life of rigidity. When her world collides with Jackal’s, their chemistry is evident to everyone except her. Forced to work with him to steal the most precious commodity of the Regions, she realizes too late that there is no escaping Jackal’s charisma. 

When unimaginable crimes come to light, the Regions begin to crumble. No one is safe. Families divide and secrets are exposed, danger running rampant on every side. For some, sacrifice costs everything.

 

Book 2 in the End of Men Series.

 

Goodreads: https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/40144365-jackal

 

 


“Without the risk of getting hurt, there is no probability of falling in love,” I tell her. “Vulnerability and love go hand in hand.”

“That must be why all the men are gone.” She smirks. “With that sort of logic, it’s no wonder.”

I take her in—smooth, honey skin that smells like apples, the broad bridge of her nose and arched nostrils. I don’t know how to tell her that back then men were not the romantics. The things we had left of the past: the movies, and the books, and the stories, were things hoped for, not seen. 

I lean close so that my mouth is next to her ear, my lips brushing her skin. 

“There is no logic in love, little thief. It starts small and grows into something very big and endless. Something you’re willing to die for. Don’t you long to feel something like that? Instead of all the emptiness you’re so used to…”

She pulls back and stares me right in the face. I can’t help myself. The quirky little corner of her mouth is raised like she’s mocking me, probably not the best time to kiss a woman. But I drop my head anyway and kiss her, letting my tongue softly graze her bottom lip. She pauses, her breath sucking in, and then she pushes away from me. For a moment, it’s just the two of us facing each other on the dance floor, the cider lights speckling our faces, and then as abruptly as she pulled away, she turns on her heel and leaves. I smile as I watch her go, her steps unsure like she’s dizzy. 

 

“Dancers don’t get dizzy,” I call after her.




Start reading book 1 – FOLSOM – today!

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