Family is everything... I always knew my father was a cold, heartless bastard. But the moment he took Elle Castlemaine and her pathetic daughter into our home, barely a month after our mom died, he unleashed something savage inside me. I didn't care they lost their home. Didn't care their father was behind bars. Didn't care he betrayed the notorious Stidda Mafia boss, Benjamin Rossi, and now their lives were in danger. All I cared about was her. Ryth. I wanted to hurt her. Wanted to make her squirm. I wanted to make her pay for the moans coming from my father's bedroom. When he slipped a ring onto her mother's finger, Ryth became mine. Mine to bully. Mine to break. And I'll use my brothers to do it. She'll become our favorite obsession. Our sick, tormented game. She'll become the only thing I think about, until not thinking about her tears me apart. I'll hate her. I'll hate her so much it hurts...
Atlas Rose Livres
Cette autrice plonge dans les royaumes des loups-garous et des sorcières, adoptant un style narratif à la fois inattendu et d'un audace rafraîchissant. Avec un sens de l'humour distinctif et une énergie brute, elle crée des histoires qui semblent sauvages et indomptables. Son approche narrative se caractérise par un mélange unique de magique et de banal, transportant les lecteurs dans des mondes vibrants et non conventionnels. Elle offre une voix véritablement unique qui défie les conventions et ravit par son esprit audacieux.
Owned
- 430pages
- 16 heures de lecture
She's one defiant, forbidden, pain in my as*. One I can't touch. One I can't train. But Vivienne is mine. Body. Soul... And most importantly, her bloodline. None of them understand how important she is. But I know. My sons and I will protect that information - her - to the death to keep it for ourselves. So, she'll remain here, under my roof...obeying my rules. Resisting me at every goddamn opportunity. Playing her defiant little games with our control. Until I find my resolve slipping. I'm cold, calculating. But I'm a man who finds himself becoming obsessed with her. And I'm not the only one. I see the hunger in my son's eyes. See the way they react around her. She won't be wearing red for us... Because she won't be wearing anything at all. I'll take her downstairs...and show her exactly who is in control here. I'll show her what it's like to be owned...