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Chapter Thirty-Two
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Kingdom of Ash and Blood Chapter Thirty-Three
The villa was a fortress carved from fire and stone. Cordoba lay beneath a haze of dusk, the sun dipping behind the olive trees like it knew what blood would be spilled before morning. Santiago Cruz's estate stretched across the valley like a wound — walled, guarded, vicious.Amara walked through the gates with nothing but a steel ring on her finger and hell in her eyes. She came alone.Because wolves did not need packs to rip throats out.At the front doors, four guards met her. Eyes cold. Guns visible.One stepped forward. “Secor Cruz —”“Knows I'm coming,” Amara said.He faltered.She held out her hand. “Check me.”They patted her down — rough mechanical. She didn't flinch. Let them touch. Let them think she was vulnerable. They didn't find the small blade under her tongue.Or the poison ring on her middle finger.Or the silent fury in her veins.Once cleared, the gates parted like a mouth opening to devour.She stepped inside. The main hall was obsidian and gold.Like somethin
Kingdom of Ash and Blood Chapter Thirty-Three
The villa was a fortress carved from fire and stone. Cordoba lay beneath a haze of dusk, the sun dipping behind the olive trees like it knew what blood would be spilled before morning. Santiago Cruz's estate stretched across the valley like a wound — walled, guarded, vicious.Amara walked through the gates with nothing but a steel ring on her finger and hell in her eyes. She came alone.Because wolves did not need packs to rip throats out.At the front doors, four guards met her. Eyes cold. Guns visible.One stepped forward. “Secor Cruz —”“Knows I'm coming,” Amara said.He faltered.She held out her hand. “Check me.”They patted her down — rough mechanical. She didn't flinch. Let them touch. Let them think she was vulnerable. They didn't find the small blade under her tongue.Or the poison ring on her middle finger.Or the silent fury in her veins.Once cleared, the gates parted like a mouth opening to devour.She stepped inside. The main hall was obsidian and gold.Like somethin
Kingdom of Ash and Blood Chapter Thirty-Two
Cristina de León bled in silence.They strapped her to a steel chair in the basement beneath the Varela villa — the same ine Isabel used to use for interrogations. Amara sat across from her. Calm. Dressed in a silk-blqck blouse and high-waisted slacks, not a hair out of place. The storm raged outside, but in this room, nothing moved unless Amara said it could. Luca leaned against the far wall, arms crossed, eyes burning into Cristina with the kind of focus that said one word would end her.Cristina, however, wasn't afraid.She looked at Amara like she was still ten years old.“I used to hold you,”she said with a thin smile. “You were always too quiet. Too still. Even then, you were already a Varela.”Amara’s voice was frost. “You don't get to use that name.”“I was loyal to your mother.”“Tou sold her to the Serpent Syndicate.”Cristina’s gave didn't waver. “No. I hid her from them. You think she vanished without a plan? She knew it was coming. The moment Dante tried to bind you to
Kingdom of Ash and Blood Chapter Thirty-One
Return of the Bloodline The private jet touched down just after midnight.Madrid was colder than Amara remembered. Not the weather — the air. The silence. The hush that wrapped around the city like a whisper no one dared to say aloud.Luca stood at the bottom of the jet stairs, black trench coat snapping in the wind. He scanned the perimeter while Zeyna and Silva handled the convoy that waited in the shadows of the tarmac.Amara didn't rush.She stepped down slowly, her heels sharp against the metal steps, every inch of her wrapped in a long black coat belted tight at her waist. Her hair was up. Her lips painted blood.Her silence said more than any speech ever could.Madrid hadn’t seen her in twelve years. Now it would remember her forever.The villa her mother once owned had been abandoned for a decade.Vines crawled across the stone walls like veins. The windows were boarded. The hates rusted.But inside, it smelled like lavender and cigar smoke.Ghosts didn’t need much room.Sh
Kingdom of Ash and Blood Prologue - The Mother’s Silence
Madrid, Spain — Twelve years ago The storm rolled in over the city like a slow-moving beast, its belly full of thunder. Rain slicked the cobblestones of the villa courtyard, but no one dared leave. Not yet.Not until the deal was done. A beneath the awning, her black shawl pulled tight against her shoulders. Her name was Isabel Varela, and in Madrid’s underground, her name stirred both reverence and dread.She had once run half of the city's cartel network with no husband, no heir, and no apologies. But tonight, her silence was louder than any gunshot.In her hand, she held a sealed envelope.Inside it was a deal.Not with the Spanish cartels. Not with the Moroccans who had tried to court her with silver and diamonds.But with Dante Romano — the Sicilian devil himself.Her enemies thought she was stepping back. Thought she was going like all queens eventually did.But they didn't know she was already playing her last card — and it wasn’t for herself. It was for her daughter.From
Kingdom of Ash and Blood Chapter Thirty
The Throne of AshThe coronation wasn't held in a cathedral. It took place in the ruins of the Varela estate — now rwbuiltbin black stone and scorched iron.No priests. No politics. No vows to gods who had never protected her.Just one woman standing at the center of the storm she'd created.And every family in Sicily watching in silence. Some came to see a queen rise.Others came to see if she'd fall.Amara Varela gave them neither.She gave them a reign.She stood before the long obsidian table flanked by her generals — Silva, Zeyna, and Luca — her chosen family.Not inherited. Earned.Behind her the banner of the new Varela crest hung high: a crimson Phoenix wrapped in barbed gold.Not a crown.A warning.One by one, the heads of the old houses approached. Don Sforza. Don Alarico. Don Vicente. They knelt, reluctant but obedient. Because she had bled more for this island than any man in the room.And because they knew what happened to those who didn't kneel.Luca watched from
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