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19 kirjaa tekijältä T L Smith
Kingdoms are broken. The world has shifted. We are not the same as we once were. The queen is no longer the queen, but I am expected to take her place. The tricky part is I'm not sure I want that responsibility. My heart screams for Death while he stays as far away as possible, believing in the prophecy, whereas I believe in us. But sometimes, that simply isn't enough. The real question now is... what do I do?
Savior or seducer.I am not sure which one he's playing at.He is forbidden, after all.I am married to a rockstar.Appearances must be upheld.But what does it mean when your marriage is breaking, and the dark, mysterious savior is offering you things you have never had before?Do you say yes? Or do you say no?He owns a s*x club.So the promises he is making might very well hold true.It's risky to do this with a stranger.But how much of a stranger is he really?
We met at his ex's wedding, where she uttered their safe word in her vows. Immediately his jaw clenched, and his hands balled into tight fists.Then moments later, he told her I was with him. When in reality, I had snuck into the wedding.Knowing full well he was trouble, when I tried to leave, he gripped my arm and whispered in a low, intimidating voice."Do you sneak into weddings often?"His words had me stuck to the spot.It took only a few moments for me to realize this man was dangerous. The only logical thing I could do was kick him where it counts.Little did I know that man was a hunter.And it didn't take him long to find me...
I loved him from the beginning. In the middle. But maybe not at the end. His love for me was full of possibilities, hopes, and dreams a girl like me wasn't accustomed to. He was a nightmare that cracked and bled through my hands, and I stood there watching as it seeped into the ground. Until him.He put me back together. Without even knowing he was doing so. And he wasn't even my husband.
LenaOur worlds shouldn't cross. I'm a performer in the spotlight, and he's the monster people in the underworld fear most. He's someone who doesn't feel, let alone touch another person. The thought revolts him, so much so that he always wears gloves.So why can't I seem to stay away from him? And why is he able to touch only me?Aleksandr I will stop at nothing in my pursuit to free the dancer, but the moment I lay eyes on the singer, Lena, my world changes. She's a bright ray of sunshine, lighting up the shadows I walk in.I won't leave her alone. In fact, I force her into a contract to sing only for me.But it's not her voice I'm after.
LucasI was obsessed from the beginning.And once I have an obsession.It's best you don't get in my way.ChanelI tried to stay away.He was the one who was whispered about on the streets.The viper that, once he had a taste, would hunt you down and collect you.And Lucas liked to collect things.One of those things was me.
He's an ex-convict.I am the prized daughter of a family known for their name.We always knew it couldn't work, but that didn't mean we wouldn't try.But when we did, it was all torn apart.He was locked away.And I was helpless to stop the mass destruction that followed.He was wicked to my heart.And just like poison, the effects can be dangerous.
ZekeOne rule, only one rule women need to follow when they're with me.Don't ask for more.This rule is in place for a reason, you won't get more of what's not there to give.BexleyHe is striking, and he's all man. He is also the devil, or so I believe him to be. I gave him my heart, not realizing I was doing so. He likes to break me down, so I'm a shell of the person I once was. He's chipping away at me, bit by bit. Though I'm not as weak as he thinks, and when I can't handle it anymore, I will come back swinging.
I am loyal, but I will betray you.I am strong, but I have scars.I am an angel, but the devil.I met her when I was sixteen, she was a breath of fresh air.She swooped in, making me smile.But then she left, taking my next breath with her.Her smile could light up a room, making my black heart pitter patter.I found her again ten years later, with a syringe in her arm. Blood coming from her legs.She was broken and I was glad she was broken. She wouldn't think less of me and my damaged ways.
A wound to the heart, a hole so deep.Can it be fixed?Or simply replaced?People lie.Those closest to me, tell the most lies.Do they not know who I am? What I'm capable of?Sometimes I wonder if they do. Because when I unravel their lies, they will be delivered to the hell I once visited.And it won't be pleasant.
