she_osprey

[COMPLETED] 
"Rome wasn't built in a day, nor was her revenge."
 
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He had taken her family, so Amelia was going to take everything from him. Literally. 

She may have been in love, but she hated him more, with every breath she took, and no matter what happened, forgiveness wasn't a choice. She would give him a taste of his own medicine and didn't care that she could lose herself in the process.

If anything, she had come from the ashes he had forced her into.

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It was a game of power - sacrifices had to be made and blood would flow this time. 

They share a bed, they share a home, they share literally everything, or not. They both have secrets. Secrets that tie them together and doom them at the same time. They are both strong-willed and can fight their own battles.

Standing on opposite sides, love and betrayal face each other, while regrets and kisses take the back seat. In a world where the bullets decide who lives and who leaves, who will take the first shot?

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[Cannot be read as a standalone] - To understand the storyline, you have to read the first book, THE CRADLE OF LOVE.

OTHER WORKS:

CRADLE OF LOVE [PREQUEL]
WHOSE ALPHA
NIKITA

cover photo, not mine will take it down if the owner requests.

Bullets by Dawn

Alexander looked at the love of his life helplessly lying on the bed. He wished a lot of things, but at the moment, he wished he could take on her pain. He wished he could make her understand that she mattered.

He knew she was in a coma, but he could try talking to her anyway.

He had always been told that it would make the patient not feel alone.

He wanted to know how she was attacked, where those people came from, whether there was a crowd already when she was attacked and why she hadn't used the distress signal he had given her when they had reunited.

The bracelet was supposed to keep her safe and was supposed to alert Alex if she was in danger. Looking at Lia's arm, he couldn't see it, maybe it was snatched by the greedy crowd. However, the bracelet usually transmitted data and all recordings of what happened.

You Lied, Love