The Cotton Malone Series 7-Book Bundle: The Templar Legacy; The Alexandria Link; The Venetian Betrayal; The Charlemagne Pursuit; The Paris Vendetta; The Emperor's Tomb; The Jefferson Key

The Cotton Malone Series 7-Book Bundle: The Templar Legacy; The Alexandria Link; The Venetian Betrayal; The Charlemagne Pursuit; The Paris Vendetta; The Emperor's Tomb; The Jefferson Key

Steve Berry

Language: English

Pages: 2067

ISBN: 2:00225569

Format: PDF / Kindle (mobi) / ePub


Featuring the signature character of New York Times bestselling author Steve Berry, the Cotton Malone novels fuse page-turning suspense and fascinating historical insight into one heart-stopping thriller after another.

A former Justice Department operative who can't seem to stay out of trouble, Cotton Malone has crisscrossed the globe on electrifying quests. With the smart and sexy Cassiopeia Vitt by his side, Malone faces down the world's deadliest terrorists, assassins, and con men--and unravels some of history's most legendary and iconic mysteries along the way. Now in one exclusive eBook bundle are the first seven novels of Steve Berry's extraordinary series:

THE TEMPLAR LEGACY
THE ALEXANDRIA LINK
THE VENETIAN BETRAYAL
THE CHARLEMAGNE PURSUIT
THE PARIS VENDETTA
THE EMPEROR'S TOMB
THE JEFFERSON KEY

"In Malone, Berry has created a classic, complex hero."--USA Today

"Steve Berry gets better and better with each new book."--The Huffington Post

"Berry has become the king of intrigue. You don't just read a Steve Berry novel. You live it."--James Rollins

"Berry raises this genre's stakes."--The New York Times

"I love this guy."--#1 internationally bestselling author Lee Child

Judas Strike (The Skydark Chronicles, Book 2)

Pharaoh (Jack Howard, Book 7) (UK Edition)

Soft Target (A Dan Shepherd Mystery)

Death Ray

The Red Syndrome

Foreign Body

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

and tried to retain the same one all of their lives. Brothers cradled a similar passion, which Rule encouraged. If a man was expected to lay down his life, the least that could be done was allow him the weapon of his choice. Templar swords, however, were not like those of barons. No hilts adorned with gilt or set with pearls. No end knobs capped in crystal containing relics. Brother knights required no such talismans, as their strength came from a devotion to God and obedience to Rule. Their

Alexander Romance. Great story.” “But that’s all it is. Alexander is like Arthur, a man whose actual life has been replaced with romantic legend. He’s now regarded as some great, benign conqueror. Some sort of statesman. Actually, he slaughtered people on an unprecedented scale and totally squandered the resources of the lands he acquired. He murdered friends out of paranoia and led most of his troops to early deaths. He was a gambler who staked his life, and the lives of those around him, on

picturesque surroundings. “I need a bathroom break.” She slowed and turned into the restaurant’s parking lot. “One of their milk shakes would be good,” Davis said. “You have a strange diet.” He shrugged. “Whatever fills the stomach.” She checked her watch. 11:15 AM. “A quick stop, then into the estate. The hotel is a mile or so inside the gates.” Charlie Smith ordered himself a Big Mac, no sauce, no onions, fries, and a large Diet Coke. One of his favorite meals, and since he weighed about

You’re a traitor.” Stephanie did not move. “Now, that isn’t nice,” a new voice said. Male. Stephanie turned. A short, wiry man with a round face appeared in the opposite parlor with an HK53 pointed at them. She knew the assault rifle well. Forty rounds, rapid fire, messy. She also realized who held it. Charlie Smith. Malone stuffed the cap into his coat pocket and ran. A series of extended step-downs, twenty or so feet long, steadily lowered the street to a semicircular plaza that faced a

enter the house and announce her presence, then they would deal with the problem. “Drop the guns,” he ordered. Metal clattered across the wood floor. Smith wanted to know, “You were the two in Charlotte?” The woman nodded. Stephanie Nelle. Magellan Billet. Justice Department. McCoy had told him their names and positions. “How’d you know I’d be at Rowland’s place?” He was genuinely curious. “You’re predictable, Charlie,” Nelle said. He doubted that. Still, they had been there. Twice. “I’ve

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