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

Thinking of Dylan's body on the floor with a gunshot wound to the head gave him sleepless nights. He wondered about a lot of things. He had decided to leave the word aside and go with Dylan to the beautiful collage.

He had taken the love of his life to a place where they could recover, or rather, a place where Dylan would help him recover. That is what he should have done. He should have focused on healing. He shouldn't have poked around.

He shouldn't have looked into the cameras. And even if he looked into them, he should have talked to the love of his life. Dylan never lied to him. Sure the man had hidden shit from him, but he never lied.

Ryan never asked if he was involved with the vigilantes. Otherwise, he would have known that Dylan's hands were forced. He would have saved the love of his life.

I Screwed Up, Brother