Title: Traitor by Alyson Santos
Publication date: June 6th, 2017
Genres: Adult, Romance, Suspense
Synopsis:
They may be refugees but Andie Sorenson never chose to flee when government forces abduct her to the “safety” of a military-operated compound. Caught in an ugly civil war no one understands, she’s now a number, a uniform, her future reduced to three stale meals a day with the strangers who share her fate. She’s nothing, no one—until a random act of compassion and an electric smile turn her prison into a refuge.
It’s his eyes, his heart, his beautiful soul drowning in an ocean of secrets. Lance Corporal Kaleb Novelli is an enigma, but with each plunge through another layer, Andie finds herself captured in a way she never imagined. She knows they have no future. They can’t even have a present, but that doesn’t stop her heart from committing to a man she can never have. The only one she trusts in this battle of lies and manipulation.
But they’ve found their paradise in hell, and she can’t shake the feeling that Kaleb Novelli is not just a player. He’s the game.
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About Alyson Santos
I’m a writer, musician, and cat lover. I also have an alternative music obsession. Seriously, it’s a real problem. 
I write what needs to come out, whether it’s pain, tears, or laughter. I write people and relationships, about the beauty and horror of what we do to ourselves and each other. I write Love. Vengeance. Compassion. Cruelty. Trust. Betrayal. Forgiveness. Darkness, and the incredible way humans destroy and heal each other.
I like to eradicate barriers, refusing to be confined by the laws of physics or limitations of reality. I will befriend a vast population of possibilities and introduce them in ways that might surprise you.
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Prologue
“Wake up. Dammit, Kaleb. Wake up!”
I shake him harder. It’s instinct now, because he’s not moving. God, I want to die too. Maybe I will from this grief that sucks life from the living. Love is strong. It changes things. Now, it’s nothing at all.
The broken body in my arms is too foreign for tears. Reality can’t translate this kind of agony. I nestle my face into his shoulder, willing his soul back into him. His sacrifice rewired my existence, but mine wasn’t enough. No, I chose hope. I chose failure because when it comes to Kaleb, there is no choice.
My chest heaves from burning lungs struggling to suck in air. My body still cares about survival, even if my heart is buried in a corpse.
“Please. Please!” Tears finally push through the numbness. Because, oh god, this void. They fall harder when the thunder of footsteps signals the end of our forever. I pull him closer. I won’t let them have his body. He’s mine.
Then, a gasp.
My gaze shoots to deep green eyes, stolen hope.
“Andie?” His lips break into a smile that’s owned me since it first pierced my darkness. “You came.”
