I’m a man without a conscience.
I deal in murder and mayhem.
I’m the best at what I do.
Frankie Helburn is supposed to be an easy job.
A means to flush her father out of hiding.
Except there isn’t anything simple about Frankie or the secrets she’s keeping.
She’s stubborn as hell and the sexiest god damn thing I have ever seen, sending dark, dirty animalistic desire coursing through my veins.
She’s cocaine with legs. A f*cking addiction that makes me question things I’ve never questioned before. Want things I’ve never wanted before.
I might have her, but she isn’t mine to keep.
If her father doesn’t show his face, she will be mine.
Sono nato per essere un re, ma non mi sono piegato al mio destino.
Mi sono impegnato per guadagnare quel privilegio.
Ho combattuto per essere il migliore.
In quella lotta la mente è sempre stata la mia arma più affilata, il cuore un ostacolo da eliminare.
Ogni guerra, tuttavia, ha i suoi costi, e io ho commesso un errore che ha distrutto la mia famiglia.
Da allora le mie notti sono turbate dagli incubi, i miei giorni avvelenati dal pentimento e dal rancore.
Ora, però, ho finalmente la possibilità di conquistare la pace.
La donna che mi ha rovinato la vita è tornata dal passato in cerca di protezione.
Ha trovato la morte.
Ma la morte è un dono da concedere ai giusti, la vendetta è la condanna dei traditori.
Mariana Hernández pagherà per ogni suo peccato, implorerà la salvezza e invocherà la sua fine.
Non avrò pietà, perché in me non c’è un briciolo di misericordia.
Perché non conosco perdono.
Scenderò all’inferno pur di farmi giustizia.
E Mariana verrà con me.
One man stripped of his freedom, his morals…his life.
Conditioned in captivity to maim, to kill and to slaughter, prisoner 818 becomes an unremorseful, unrivaled and unstoppable fighter in the ring. Violence is all he knows. Death and brutality are the masters of his fate.
After years of incarceration in an underground hell, only one thought occupies his mind: revenge…bloody, slow and violent revenge.
Revenge on the man who lied.
Revenge on the man who wronged him.
Revenge on the man who condemned him and turned him into this: a rage-fueled killing machine. A monster void of humanity; a monster filled with hate.
And no one will stand in the way of getting what he wants.
I brought them to the wilderness because we couldn’t cope with our reality. The plan was to make a new life that didn’t include heartache.
No people. No technology. No interference. Just us. A chance to piece together what was broken.
But the wilderness is untamed and harsh. Brutal and unforgiving. It doesn’t give a damn about your feelings.
Tragedy lives there too. No escaping the truths that won’t let you go.
All you can do is survive where love, no matter how beastly, is the only thing you can truly count on.
Confusing. Wrong. Twisted. Beautiful. Sick.
Love is wild. And we’re going to set it free.
My life had a plan. Until he invaded it and stole it all away. My captor took me and I became a pawn. His strategy changed and he sent me away to WAR, because money is everything in this world. In my WAR, though, I found peace. I couldn’t help but find love where I least expected it, with a man who lived a battle every day of his life
…all inside his head.
But then my captor came back for me. Yet, this time, battle lines had been drawn and I was protected.
So we thought. Even though my WAR was raging, my captor would fight to the death.
The good guys always win, right? Not always.
All’s fair in love and WAR, right? Not this time.
They call me a slut. Maybe I am. Sometimes I do things I despise. Sometimes men take without asking. But I have a musical gift, only a year left of high school, and a plan.
With one obstacle. Emeric Marceaux doesn’t just take. He seizes my will power and bangs it like a dark note. When he commands me to play, I want to give him everything.
I kneel for his punishments, tremble for his touch, and risk it all for our stolen moments. He’s my obsession, my master, my music. And my teacher.
The best way to keep your word is never to give it.
Not long ago, in a chapel in Vegas, I swore to love Karissa for the rest of my days. But nobody’s promised an infinite number of tomorrows. Nobody’s promised forever. Sometimes, all we have left is today.
Seize the day.
It should’ve been over, we should’ve been happy, but people are making it hard for me to live in peace. I’ve got so much blood on my hands they’ll never be clean, and somebody out there seems to want me to pay for it. Happily Ever After always comes at a cost, one any real man would be willing to pay. But that doesn’t mean I’m just going to roll over and accept these consequences.
Because when it comes to the woman I love? The life I’ve fought for?
Nobody is safe.