Novels by Kathryn Fredrick

VINCENZO’S POV Vincenzo still could not believe she would spit on him, in front of his disciples for that matter. As intriguing as she was, he had to admit, she was a character… he will never have that patience for a pampered general’s daughter to throw her tantrums around him. He had things to do, a mission to deliver. “Boss” Salvatore said as he walked into Vincenzo’s private quarters and bowed looking disheveled. “Tell Aurora to go to Marisol, that kid needs to see her mother.” “Boss! That’s why I’m here, boss. Aurora… aurora has escaped.” Salvatore’s voice cracked as he spoke. “Escaped? What do you mean she escaped? What about the guards?” “She used lady Brielle’s identity to leave, boss. They could not stop her.” Salvatore said, obviously scared for his life. Vincenzo saw red. Escaped? Escaped?!!! Spitting on him was not enough? Now she was blatantly testing his patience. Vincenzo threw his half smoked cigarette on Salvatore, standing up from his throne…. He

Aurora had been confused before, but now, seeing the way he was staring deeply into her ocean eyes, she was an epitome of confusion. They should make a statue of her at this point. “Oooohhhhhh!!… Kiss! Kiss!! Kiss!!!” The gang surrounded them laughing and clapping as they chanted. Aurora stepped aside immediately, completely mortified. Kiss??? They wanted her to kiss…him? This devil that kills without thinking? This pompous, dangerous, heartless criminal? She did not care whatever games he was playing, she would not be handing out her first kiss to him. Never. She stepped backwards again hoping to put as much space between them as possible, but this demon of a man gripped her neck lightly bringing her face closer to his... Fear and disgust clouded Aurora’s mind. He was going to do it… he was really going to kiss her. She looked around and no one was going to save her from getting her first kiss stolen by this monster. Aurora spat directly on his face. She could hear the w

Aurora's heart still raced as she stood on her feet, her body frozen, her eyes locked on the man…she recognised his face from the portrait she had just seen at the hallway. Oh, he definitely looked so much more handsome with a smile on his face. The only problem was the smile was what she could only describe as a cold, dangerous smirk. She felt like she was in a nightmare. His gaze seemed to bore into her soul, making her skin crawl. Her eyes beat in fast pace as she stared at his dark brown eyes… His eyes narrowed slightly as he took a step closer to her. "Salvatore, take her away," he ordered, his voice was cold as ice. Salvatore, quickly grabbed Aurora's arm and pulled her away from the scene. She followed reluctant, her eyes fixed on the man. He was the one… He was their master and he was behind her captivity. Aurora suddenly felt like having supernatural powers…She felt like punching him and destroying his bones. * Salvatore pushed her into Lady Brielle room, and

Aurora stood up from the cold floor, her body aching all over, she nearly fell when she saw a picture hanging on the wall. She had to be seeing double. Maybe they had hit her head so hard when they carried her that she was now seeing things. Aurora touched her face not fully believing or understanding what she was seeing… The photograph she was looking at was of her, hmm, it wasn’t. This person looks exactly like her the only difference was their eye color. Aurora had hazel blue eyes while the lady in the picture had very green eyeballs. Aurora ran out of the room looking for Salvatore. She ran through the hallways, passing door after door and slowly realising she was lost. One of the hallway has a picture of a strikingly handsome man. He would have looked better in the photo if only he was smiling. Under the picture was the name Vincenzo West Pecaminoso. Vincenzo, huh? He had to be the boss and master Salvatore kept talking about. Aurora walked away from the large portrait a

Aurora’s eyes snapped open! Her still sleepy eyes scanned the bed she was on and the room around her, but there was nothing there. it was still night, and she was still laying on her bed, but something felt off. Something was very very wrong.The darkness in her room felt like it was alive, its presence suffocating her, blinding her with fear…Aurora's heart pounded in her chest like a drum. Something wasn't right. She could feel it in her bones.She felt it…the unshakeable sense of being watched. Footsteps, light as a whisper…but loud as a scream, sending shivers down her spine.Her ears strained, following the sound of the footsteps coming towards her door.She lay frozen, her eyes straining to pierce the darkness. Where they her guards? No, the fear running through her veins was too real. This wasn't a nightmare , it was something more.The sound of a gunshot shattered her already dark thoughts, and Aurora's world exploded into chaos. She sprang up from her bed sweating , her eyes