Campbell's Reaper: Soul Reapers #2

Campbell
’
s Reaper

Soul
Reaper #2

By
J.D. Lowrance

Text
copyright
©
2014
by J.D. Lowrance

Cover
photo: arek_malang/Shutterstock

Cover
design: J.D. Lowrance

Editor:
A.D. Bednego

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ebook is intended for adult readers only. It is a work of fiction. The names,
characters, places, and incidents are products of the writer
’
s
imagination or have been used fictitiously and are not to be construed as real.
Any resemblance to persons, living or dead, actual events, locales or
organizations is entirely coincidental.

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re
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Dear
Reader: This is the second book in the series. Don
’
t
miss out on Logan
’
s Reaper (Soul Reapers #1)
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.  Happy reading!

J.D.
Lowrance

DEDICATION

To
my amazing sister who has read every version

of
every book and made them all possible.

TABLE OF CONTENTS

DEDICATION

PROLOGUE

CHAPTER ONE

CHAPTER TWO

CHAPTER THREE

CHAPTER FOUR

CHAPTER FIVE

CHAPTER SIX

CHAPTER SEVEN

CHAPTER EIGHT

CHAPTER NINE

CHAPTER TEN

CHAPTER ELEVEN

CHAPTER TWELVE

CHAPTER THIRTEEN

CHAPTER FOURTEEN

CHAPTER FIFTEEN

CHAPTER SIXTEEN

CHAPTER SEVENTEEN

CHAPTER EIGHTEEN

CHAPTER NINETEEN

CHAPTER TWENTY

CHAPTER TWENTY-ONE

EPILOGUE

OTHER WORKS BY J.D. LOWRANCE

PROLOGUE

Campbell

I could hear footsteps approaching so I
lifted my eyes to see who would be the next person to enter the tent where I
was being held captive. I felt my eyes heat up with frustration and anger at
what was happening to Logan and me. I felt so brave after my encounter with the
first guy, but a shiver of trepidation ran through my body as the flap to the
tent opened. My plan was to be brave; that was until my eyes landed on the
scariest man I had ever seen step through the entrance of the tent. He wasted
no time as he stalked towards me, and I saw in his eyes everything I feared
they were going to do to me. It closed in around me, blackening the corners of
my vision, making me cower at his presence. My heart thundered in my chest as
my breath raced in and out of my body. My eyes never broke contact with his for
fear he would pounce the minute I looked away.

H
is
different colored eyes traced over every inch of my exposed skin. The blue one
was as cold and lifeless as arctic waters, while the red one was hard and terrifying.
I let my eyes wander over his face as he continued his perusal of me. The face
of the monster before me held a dark tan and looked leathery to the touch. A
large, angry scar ripped through his red, glass eye from his hairline to his
cheek.

He kept moving until he was close
enough to touch me. I inhaled sharply as he traced his index finger from my
shoulder following the line of my pink, lacy bra over my cleavage, dipping into
the space between my breasts. My breathing was erratic as I tried to maintain
control of the uncontrollable - HIM.

“
So young, baby girl,
”
he spoke in a gentle voice,
belying his true intention.
“
And so different from your
sister; the vanilla to her chocolate.
”
He circled me like the
predator I knew him to be, stopping directly behind me. I felt his nose in my
hair and he inhaled deeply before tracing the outline of my matching panties
along my hips. I heard him crotch down as he traced my pink thong along the top
of my right butt cheek. His second hand pawed my other cheek as he continued to
run his fingers back and forth. I gasped as I felt his tongue trace where his
fingers had been moments before. He then blew where he licked; sending goose
bumps all over my body in response.
“
So
sweet,
”
he murmured. I tried
pulling away but the handcuffs bit into my wrists causing me to whimper.

“
Where are you going baby
girl?
”
He asked as he walked back
around to stand where he was before.
“
The
night is just getting started.
”

Fuck you!
The anger I felt earlier came roaring back. It all happened so fast, I pulled
my legs up letting my body hang from the cuffs as I shot my legs out kicking
him square in the chest, sending him stumbling back. He was just far enough
away from me that I had enough power to push him further away, but not enough to
do any damage. He caught himself, half bent over as he caught his breath. That
was when I heard the most terrifyingly wicked laugh I had ever heard.

Fear coursed through my body as he
stood to his full height. The laughter abruptly stopped as he charged me,
grabbing my bra and ripping it in half. I cried out as he squeezed both
breasts, rolling them in his hands.
“
You
like it rough baby girl?
”
He asked as he licked one of my nipples
before biting down. I screamed as I tried to kick him away, struggling against
the cuffs. The wicked laughter returned as he pinned my body to the pole.
“
So
spirited for someone so young,
”
he crooned as he licked, sucked and bit my
neck.
“
I
would love breaking you in baby girl.
”
I never stopped trying to
get away from him as he continued his assault on my neck, ear, and shoulder.
The more I struggled the harder his cock grew against me. I immediately froze
when I realized I was encouraging his erection.

“
Oh, baby girl doesn
’
t
want to play anymore,
”
he mocked as he grabbed my face holding it
in place as he licked across my bottom lip. I pulled it in between my teeth to
get it away from him.
“
That really is a shame for
me and most definitely you, because I was just getting started.
”
He grinded his hips into
mine proving his point. I bit down on my bottom lip to stop the scream that
wanted to escape as much as I did.
No weakness. Not in front of him. BE
BRAVE!
M
y mind
howled
at
me.

He tugged my bottom lip from under my
teeth with his index finger, and then he ran it past my chin, between my
breasts, stopping at the top of my underwear.
“
Will
I find you as tight and perfect as your sister?
”
He paused, running his
finger back and forth across my stomach.
“
Should
I find out or leave that to the lucky brother that will get first dibs on you
tonight if my club gets you.
”
The sob finally escaped.
“
Oh,
don
’
t
worry baby girl,
”
he vowed as he turned his back to me walking
away,
“
I
completely and utterly plan on getting your sister. She is MINE.
”

The silence that followed his departure
was screaming in its finality. Him, his club, the other club. It did not
matter. Someone was
“
getting me
”
tonight and I knew that
once I was gotten nothing would ever be the same. A sob escaped unchecked from
deep within me.

I am so fucking stupid.
Why
the fuck did I open that door and let that bulldozer of a man into the house? I
should have known better than to answer it no matter what lies he was spewing. 
Logan in the fucking hospital? How stupid could I be? Tank would have been
there or Colt would have called. I knew better and my gut told me to run and
hide but I went against everything I was taught and opened that damn door.

And now?
I
’
m
fucked! Literally!

CHAPTER
ONE

One month ago

Campbell

“
Your turn,
”
Logan said as she closed
the door to the Beetle.

“
No it
’
s
not,
”
I responded.
“
I
picked last time when we left East Shitville and moved here to West Bumfuck.
”

“
West Branberry,
”
Logan corrected.

“
Yeah, West BranFuck,
”
I sarcastically pointed
out.

“
Language,
”
reminded Logan as she
pushed the map at me.
“
Just do it already. I know
it
’
s
your favorite thing to do when we move on.
”

“
Is that what we are doing .
. .
”
I paused,
“
moving
on?
”

“
What do you mean?
”
Logan would not look at me
as she pulled her hair into a ponytail. Her fidgeting was a clear sign that she
was either going to skirt the question or not really answer it.

“
No more moving, leaving,
hell, running from the fucking invisible boogeyman?
”

“
Cam,
”
she said, finally looking
at me.
“
I
promise that I will do everything in my power to make the next place YOU PICK,
”
she emphasized the last two
words,
“
as
much as a home as I can. No more moving, leaving, or running. Just us. Dad . .
.
”

“
Baxter,
”
I amended.

“
Fine, Baxter said that as
long as we laid low we should be good. He was going to clear up any
misunderstandings and come get us when it was safe.
”

Was Logan always this naive?
“
And
how will he find us Logan?
”
Baxter Reed had no intention of ever coming
for us. I hoped she knew that, because I sure as hell did.

She looked at me with a
“
duh
”
expression on her face.
“
He
told me that he wants us to go by Logan and Campbell Jones so that he can look
us up when everything is okay.
”

“
Define okay,
”
I grumbled as she snorted
and shook her head at me.

“
Just pick,
”
she whined, poking my side
which earned her a shout and then a giggle from me.

“
Fine slave driver,
”
I said as I opened up the
map. I laid it across my lap looking over all the southern states.

“
Stop peeking,
”
Logan demanded as she
started the car.

“
Ok, ok.
”
I looked up at the car
ceiling as I lifted my right hand in the air and twirled my index finger. I
closed my eyes and took a deep breath.
“
Here
’
s
goes nothing,
”
I
exclaimed as I
“
poked
”
the map. My eyes opened as
I turned my head and looked at Logan.

“
So where we headed baby
sis?
”
She smirked, knowing I
hated to be called baby anything. It was something Baxter did so often I
wondered if he even knew my name.