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The Contrast

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Tatiana

My hands were cold. Julian’s fingers were laced through mine, his grip tight enough to leave sharp red marks, yet I couldn't feel an ounce of warmth in them.

Across the room, my bedroom doors stood wide open. Down the hall, Kain’s heavy footsteps had faded long ago, followed by the light click of Dr. Evans’s medical bag disappearing down the floorboards. Kain had insisted on the examination, only relenting and leaving once the doctor confirmed the cut on my temple wasn't deep enough fo
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  • A Prey For My Enemy   Saving Mine

    KainVoss.The scarred mercenary captain stood in the frame, his tactical gear replaced by a dark suit that did not fit him, his eyes fixed on Julian with an expression of flat, professional disdain. "The old man wants a report," he said. "Now."Julian's hand tightened on my cheek, just barely, just enough to let me know he was annoyed. Then he smiled and stood, adjusting his cuffs. "Of course. The Godfather's orders." He leaned down and pressed a kiss to my forehead, his lips lingering too long. "Rest, darling. I'll see you at dinner."He swept out, followed by the doctor. But Voss remained in the doorway for a moment longer, his eyes finding mine across the room. He looked at me—really looked at me—and I saw something flicker in his scarred face. Not pity. Recognition. The look of a man who had seen something broken put back together wrong, who understood that the doll on the window seat was not as hollow as she appeared.I held his gaze for one heartbeat.

  • A Prey For My Enemy   Child Of The Past

    The child in her arms. Her child. Our child.I had not known. I had been so consumed by my own guilt, my own belief that I had driven her away with walls and silence, that I had never considered she might have been protecting something else entirely. Someone else. A son I had never met, who would be six now, who might be anywhere, who might be dead or hidden or raised by the same monster who had killed his mother."Kain." Dmitri's voice cut through the fog. "We're approaching the inlet. The facility is two kilometers inland. Heavily guarded. Private security, not military, but good enough."I closed the journal. I tucked the photograph into my coat, over my heart, and I picked up the rifle. My hands were steady now. The pain was still there, a distant roar beneath my skin, but it had been replaced by something colder, harder, more permanent.I was not just fighting for Tatiana anymore.I was fighting for the woman who had died to keep me human.I was fighting

  • A Prey For My Enemy   Revelation Season

    KainThe shot went wide, lost in the wind, and Julian did not flinch. He turned, slowly, his head tilting as he scanned the cliffs, but the rain and the smoke were too thick, and I was too far, and too broken. I tried to chamber another round and my hands failed me, the rifle slipping from fingers that had gone numb. I watched him turn away, watched him stroll toward a waiting boat with the unhurried gait of a man who had already won, and I felt something crack inside my chest that I knew would never heal properly.I blacked out.When I woke again, the rain had softened to a drizzle, and someone was kicking my boot."You're either the luckiest bastard I've ever seen," a voice said, rough and accented, "or the stupidest. Burning cottage on the cliff, half the coastline watching, and you're taking naps."I opened my eyes. A man stood over me, silhouetted against the grey sky, his frame thick and bowed by middle age, his coat smelling of fish and diesel and che

  • A Prey For My Enemy   Masked Blade

    KainI woke to the sound of fire eating wood.The world was orange and black, smoke curling through cracks in the stone ceiling above me, and for a long moment I did not know where I was or why my body felt like it had been put through a grinder. Pain arrived in stages: first my skull, a throbbing, nauseating drumbeat where the rifle butt had connected; then my ribs, sharp and wet with every breath; then my hands, blistered and raw from crawling through embers. I coughed, and the sound was ragged, animal, lost in the roar of the cottage collapsing into itself somewhere above my head.The cellar.Memory returned in fragments, each one cutting deeper than the last. Julian's knee in my wound. The gravel rushing up to meet my face. Tatiana's scream, high and broken, tearing through the rain like a blade. I had crawled. I remembered that now, the desperate, animal instinct to survive, to reach the east wall where the loose stone waited. Madam had shown me this passag

  • A Prey For My Enemy   Blood For Blood

    TatianaIt was distant, but his body recognized it before his mind could catch up, his heart rate spiking, his hands reaching automatically for a weapon that was not there. He was on the floor. He did not remember falling. The bed was above him, and Leo was leaning over the edge, his small face pale and terrified, his fingers gripping the blanket with white-knuckled strength."Papa," the boy whispered. "She's gone. The lady is gone."Kain tried to sit up and his body betrayed him. The room tilted, a sickening carousel of shadows and light, and he collapsed back onto the boards with a grunt of pain that he could not suppress. His side was on fire. His hands were splinted, clumsy, useless. He turned his head toward the window and saw the black car on the ridge, saw the line of men with their weapons trained downward, and he understood with a clarity that burned through the fog of his injuries exactly what Tatiana had done.She had traded herself.She had walked out with her chin lifted

  • A Prey For My Enemy   Learning To Love

    TatianaThe Godfather smiled. He reached into his jacket and withdrew a pistol, not aimed at Kain, not aimed at me, but pressed against the side of the boy's head with a gentleness that was more terrifying than any shouted threat. The child went still. He did not cry. He simply stood there, his grey eyes fixed on his father, waiting for a rescue he had been taught not to expect."You always were predictable," the Godfather said softly, his gaze never leaving Kain's face. "I knew you would come for her. But I also knew you would come for him. Blood calls to blood, doesn't it? Even when the blood is broken. Even when the son is a disappointment." He pressed the barrel harder against the boy's temple, and I saw Kain's finger twitch on the trigger of his rifle, saw the muscle in his jaw jump with a violence that threatened to crack his teeth. "Drop the weapon, my son. Drop it, or I complete the family tradition of removing what you love."The garden was frozen. The guards held their fire,

  • A Prey For My Enemy   Prison Transfer

    -Tatiana-The car finally rolled to a stop. Gravel popped under the tires, and my stomach twisted because it sounded too much like something breaking. I pressed back into the seat anyway, like that would change anything. Julian’s name hit me like a lifeline. My secret boyfriend who's also my fami

  • A Prey For My Enemy   Stepbrother Kidnapped

    -Tatiana-I slapped my hands against the cool window and watched the house shrink behind us. Every light in the dining room still blazed. No one left to turn them off. No one left to do anything.“Why them and not me?” I asked again. “I promise you I am of no use to you alive.” Why do I have to be

  • A Prey For My Enemy   Hostage Meal

    -TATIANA- Tatiana was destroying the bedroom. Drawers hung open, clothes scattered across the floor like she was searching for something that might magically appear if she just kept tearing through everything. The broken lamp base she tried to cave my skull in with earlier skidded across the hardw

  • A Prey For My Enemy   Blood on the Tablecloth

    -TATIANA-I watched my family die between bites of rosemary lamb, and the worst part was how ordinary it felt.Dad had just raised his glass, to give a toast to loyalty, bloodlines, keeping the family strong when the first shot rang through the dining room.Next, a wet slap of blood hit the tableclo

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