Vows of Sin & Despair

Vows of Sin & Despair

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Xena Whaters had always known her life was not her own. Born into the bloodstained legacy of her father's empire, she was raised to obey, to never question. But when she is promised to Yael DeLucas-the Reaper of Milan-she realizes obedience may no longer be an option. Cold, calculated, and deadly, Yael is a man carved from stone. He has no use for love, no interest in tenderness. Their marriage is a truce between warring families, nothing more. Yet Xena quickly learns that behind his ruthless reputation lies something even more dangerous-an untold truth, buried beneath layers of control. The whispers start before the wedding vows are even spoken. Secrets that could shatter the fragile alliance between their families. Threats lurking in the dark, closer than either of them realize. One night, the walls between them begin to crack. A gunshot in the distance. A blade pressed against her throat. And then, his voice, low and steady. "You want to survive this, Xena? Stay close to me. Because I'm the only thing keeping you alive." Enemies by blood, bound by duty, and trapped in a game neither of them wanted to play. But in a world where loyalty is fleeting and betrayal is inevitable, the most dangerous thing of all... is wanting the one person you were never meant to have. Coming Soon.
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-I'm not innocent, I won't play that game, I won't fool myself into thinking that the bloodshed of this world hasn't given me every amenity, every want that I could have thought up. The blood that runs through the gutters and out into the muddied grass, doesn't run for nothing. I've always tried to find good in evil, it isn't like me to be absolute about something, nor someone. Many would call that a fatal flaw, I call it life. I call it life, because I'd known it forever. This world- this world angular, and edged, a straight line and then a plank, you can never know where you are headed never know the direction you are falling, up or down?- Amara had grown in the Cosa Nostra, she was no stranger to blood nor death, no stranger to violence. Coltello, was the same, a nickname given, 'knife' they called him. What happens when she discovers her family is dead and her uncles plot to sell her to Coltello. Coltello, doesn't want just a bride, he wants power. A man whose addictions have no bounds? Beyond the suit and tie, lies a man Amara cannot see behind, the suit and tie, worn with such precision and forethought. Amara left alone and out to the wolves. Can she resist the temptation behind her cloudy judgment and grief, or is she stronger than the wolves?

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