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Chapter Nine
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Kingdom of Ash and Blood Chaptet Sixty-Eight
Granada’s dawn painted the streets in muted shades of gold and ash, but for Amara Varela, the light offered no comfort. Her mind raced as she reviewed intelligence reports and live feeds from the previous night’s operations. The city was quiet now, deceptively so, but she knew better than to trust silence. Danger never rested, and neither could she. Luca Nero entered the command room, his presence a tangible force of power and heat. Even in the soft morning light, his sharp features, dark eyes, and commanding aura seemed to bend the room around him. He closed the distance between them with silent authority, his fingers brushing hers as he leaned against the edge of the console. “They’re regrouping faster than we anticipated,” Luca murmured, voice low, almost a growl. “Valente’s allies are more organized than we thought. There’s a traitor in the city—someone feeding them information.” Amara’s eyes narrowed. “A traitor?” Her voice was calm, but the tension coiled in her stomach like
Kingdom of Ash and Blood Chapter Sixty-Seven
Granada’s streets were eerily silent in the aftermath of the night’s violent upheaval. Smoke still curled from a few burned-out hideouts, a reminder that Amara and Luca’s presence was not merely a whisper of fear—it was a roaring storm. Yet, for Amara, silence was never safe. Danger lingered like a shadow, waiting to strike when vigilance faltered. She stood at the edge of the rooftop terrace, the city spread beneath her like a labyrinth of light and shadow. Luca appeared behind her, quiet as always, his presence magnetic and protective. He placed a hand at the small of her back, anchoring her. “They’re regrouping,” he said softly, his dark eyes scanning the horizon. “We’ve disrupted them, but they’re not done. Not yet.” Amara’s gaze remained fixed on the streets below, calculating, analyzing. “Then we make them regret it,” she murmured. Her voice carried the weight of command, the unyielding steel that had become her trademark. “We strike before they even think to retaliate.” Insi
Kingdom of Ash and Blood Chapter Sixty-Six
Granada had become a city transformed, its streets still carrying whispers of the night’s chaos. Amara Varela’s eyes scanned the horizon from the rooftop terrace of their temporary safe house, the moon casting silver lines over her silhouette. Below, the streets twisted and turned like the veins of the city, each shadow a possible threat, each echo a harbinger of unseen danger. Luca Nero appeared behind her, silent as the wind, a shadow among shadows. His presence was magnetic, dangerous, and irresistible, the combination of power and desire making her pulse thrum. “They’re regrouping faster than expected,” he murmured, lips close to her ear, his warm breath sending shivers across her neck. Amara didn’t flinch. Danger had been her constant companion, but tonight it mingled with a more intoxicating sensation—the simmering need she felt for Luca. “Then let them come,” she replied, voice calm but lethal. “We’ve been preparing for this moment longer than they can imagine.” Inside their
Kingdom of Ash and Blood Chapter Sixty-Five
The air over Granada was heavy with tension, thick like the smoke of burning ruins. Amara Varela stood in the private security room of their safe house, watching screens that displayed feeds from every corner of the city. Each camera, each shadowed alley, carried potential threats—some visible, others lurking just out of sight, waiting for the perfect moment to strike. Luca Nero leaned over her shoulder, dark eyes scanning the monitors with a predator’s precision. “They’re moving faster than we expected,” he murmured, voice low and deadly. “They’ve regrouped, and they’re not just after the city—they’re after you. Personally.” Amara’s jaw tightened, her hand brushing the edge of the desk almost absentmindedly, though her mind was a whirlwind of strategy and anticipation. “Let them come,” she said, voice calm but laced with fire. “We’ve been waiting for this moment far longer than they realize.” Luca’s fingers brushed hers, a fleeting, incendiary touch. “Waiting is one thing,” he sai
Kingdom of Ash and Blood Chapter Sixty-Four
Granada was a city of fire and shadows. Its streets curled like smoke, and the air carried whispers of secrets long buried. Amara Varela’s boots echoed against the cobblestones as she stepped from the private jet onto the tarmac, the cool night air carrying the faint tang of the Sierra Nevada mountains. She adjusted her coat around her shoulders, though the warmth of desire that pulsed through her body was more than enough to stave off the chill.Luca Nero followed close behind, his expression a blend of caution and hunger. The city was foreign territory, but danger was a constant companion, and together, they had become a force no one could underestimate.“Granada,” Luca murmured, his eyes scanning the shadowed alleyways and ornate balconies. “Every corner, every shadow… it’s alive with secrets. And tonight, one of those secrets is about to meet fire.”Amara’s lips curved into a dark, knowing smile. “Then we give it exactly what it deserves.”They drove through the winding streets in
Kingdom of Ash and Blood Chapter Sixty-Three
The dawn over Palermo was a muted haze, the sun reluctant to pierce the thick, lingering smoke of the previous night’s chaos. Amara Varela stood on the balcony of her private quarters, a steaming cup of coffee in her hand, though the heat did little to soothe the fire coursing through her veins. The streets below were quiet, but silence in Palermo was never peace—it was the calm before the storm.Luca appeared beside her, sliding into the familiar rhythm of proximity without a word. His presence was a shield, a weapon, and a temptation all at once. Even in the soft morning light, his dark eyes burned with intensity, tracking the city as though every shadow concealed a threat—or a secret waiting to be unraveled.“They’re not done,” he murmured, voice low, edged with the raw authority that had claimed every corner of Palermo and her heart alike. “They’re regrouping. Stronger. Smarter. Hungry.”Amara didn’t flinch. Her gaze remained fixed on the horizon, cold and calculating. “Then we’ll
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