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The Reijorling
by Leona Windwalker

 

Dishonorable
(The Amado Brothers #1)
by Natasha Knight

 

Sins of the Father
(Ravens Ruin MC #1)
by Marie James

DarkRomance, Omegaverse, MM

 

DarkRomance, Abuse, Crime (DE)

 

DarkRomance, Crime, MC

I’ve lived my entire life on Kleptha IV, on my family’s elmgern ranch.
When the raids begin, it becomes obvious that war is on the horizon. My only parent is recalled to active duty, to fly one of the great warships of the Kordolian Empire. I’m twenty-three and like my age-peers, the next year should have been filled with chaperoned parties, short-term internships, and social introductions, called the Year of Seeking. At the end, my twenty-fourth natal day party would have seen two announcements. One, which of the internships piqued my interest enough for me to pursue it as my specialty. The second, a betrothal to a social and, hopefully, romantic match.

With my davatir away serving the Empire, I will have no one to preside over my Year of Seeking.
But Davati is as devoted to my care as always. Davati’s brought me to Jorah, homeworld of our race and seat of the Kordolian Empire. A special school has been set up by a human who traveled halfway across the known galaxy just to open it. Called Miss Pinch’s Finishing School for the Discerning Matis Jorahnian, it even sounds prestigious. There I will not only partake of all the usual Year of Seeking activities, but learn human culture and language. It is a rare opportunity and I am looking forward to it. It will be an adventure, one I can share with Davati once ih returns from ihs battles. We’ll both have tales to tell, my bonding to plan, and a future as a family to look forward to once our dark days are over.

Just how dark they would become, I had no way of knowing.
But light cannot shine without darkness. I find myself benefiting from kindnesses from a mysterious Jorahnian that in better times I would believe to be acts of courtship. Dare I to hope? Is this my knight in shining armor, or another snare I’ve fallen into? I wish Davati were here to guide me through this maze of the heart.
  Sofia

I didn’t know Raphael Amado when he turned up on our doorstep demanding restitution for an old debt. My grandfather knew him well, though, and he quickly conceded. 

That restitution? Me.

Six months later, on my eighteenth birthday, Raphael came to claim me. 

He stole me from my home, taking me to his Tuscan estate, where from the crumbling chapel to the destroyed vineyard to that dark cellar, the past stalked him like a shadow. Even the walls held secrets here and I’d need to uncover them all to survive.

Because taking me was only the beginning of his plan. 

Raphael

Sofia was the sacrifice to pay for her grandfather’s sins. 

She accused me of being the devil. And she’s right. But the truth was, he betrayed her. 

And when the time came to promise to love, cherish, and obey she spoke the words that would seal her fate.

I do.

We have a common enemy, though, my unwilling bride and I. But even the devil protects what’s his. And she’s mine.

She just doesn’t yet know how much protecting she needs. 
  I’m not misunderstood.

I’m not confused about my position in life.

I’m not looking for answers to explain why I am the way I am.

This is the logic others use to try to make sense of me. According to them, there has to be a reason for my apathy. There has to be some sort of explanation for the calculating way I run my Club. There has to be a root cause for my depravity.

They can’t wrap their heads around the fact that I’m evil, that I’m darkness personified. Doing so would force them to acknowledge that the Devil has left Hell and is living among them.

Most people may think I’m Satan, but I answer to Lynch, President of the Ravens Ruin MC, and the Antichrist doesn’t have sh*t on me.
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