Joe Ledger Books In Order Novels & Stories

A ledger. “We found this in the Princess’s carriage.” Myheartleaped into myu throat as i stared at the guard. How did they know? Did Julius set me up? "The ledger," Ares said quietly, watching me. "Julius gave you the ledger, didn't he?" My blood turned to ice. The bread turned to sawdust in my mouth. "I don't know how" "Don't lie to me, Leah." His eyes pinned me in place. "I know my own crimes. I know Julius has been documenting them for years. And I know he gave you a copy to use against me at the summit."

Jake bypassed the central shelves entirely. He didn't care about the royal lineages or the kingdom's old treaties. He focused his molten gold gaze exclusively on the bottom ledger racks, where the old handwritten logs of the exiled and hunted rogues were stored. His massive hands swept through the dust, pulling down heavy, leather-bound volumes bound in rusted silver wire. He opened the first ledger, his fingers trembling slightly as he scanned the yellowed pages. Nothing. Just lists of nameless Omegas and dead Betas from the border purges fifty years ago.

100%. "Ethan, give me the ledger and walk toward the exit," Jonathan commanded. "I’ll handle him." "Ethan, if you give him that book, we’re both dead," Caleb said. His voice was lower now. Quieter. "Reed has men in the DOJ. If that ledger goes into evidence, it disappears. And we disappear with it. The safe house is the only place they can't reach." "You expect me to trust you?" I laughed. It was a wet, ugly sound. "After everything?"

And if I couldn’t protect him, then what the hell was I worth as Alpha, as his mate? I turned from the window and crossed the room to the far wall of shelves. The books lining it were thick, old volumes passed down through generations of Alphas, some with cracked spines, some newer, placed there for show. My hand slid along them until it stopped at the third shelf from the bottom. I pulled out a heavy black-bound ledger and pressed it into the slot behind it. A soft click answered, muffled, almost imperceptible to anyone else’s ear.

"This... this is impossible. He would never—" "He would do anything for the woman he thought was his only anchor," I interrupted. I pulled a second drive from my bodice and slid it across the marble. "That contains the Black Ledger. Every bribe he paid, every murder he ordered, every Council member he has on tape. I 'found' it this morning while he was trying to force me onto a plane." I leaned in closer, my eyes locking onto Vance's.

During those two days, Don Julio forbade me from leaving the mansion. I didn't object. I was too busy keeping my secrets to myself. I had kept the ledger hidden. I kept it hidden in a recess behind the fireplace which only I knew was there. Every page was inscribed into memory burning into my brain. And whenever I remembered what I had read in the ledger if felt like all the truths I had held onto were slipping out of my grasp like grains of sand. I didn't know what Don Julio was planning. He didn't say anything about the club and I didn't ask.

"But if you play me, Avery, or if a single hair on Dominic's head is harmed because of you..." Avery cut him off, her eyes flashing with a cold fire that matched his own. "I understand the terms, Jaxon. I'm not a fool. We're in this together, whether you like it or not. The Ledger is too dangerous for anyone else to possess." She reached across the table, her slender fingers pushing a small, encrypted USB drive towards him. "This contains everything I've gathered on Caleb's movements. His safe houses. His contacts. His vulnerabilities. And a few leads on where the Ledger might be hidden.

Cold fear soaked into my body, causing me to retreat a bit, “You returned to the mafia?” "Yes, I did,” His tone was unapologetic as his emerald eyes held me in place, “I promised you I'd return, didn't I?” I sucked in a harsh breath after hearing his words. “Why are you here?” “Your father owes me 500 million after the shipment he promised us didn't come. So I told him that any of his daughters would do as a replacement, but he refused,” Leo's eyes moved to me, watching me carefully like a predator. “What do you think, Lexi?”

He glanced over his shoulder, and I noticed a brown file peeking out from his jacket. “Kane,” his voice lowered, and I found myself stepping on the gas and easing into the street, driving right past the Winslow building and willing my eyes to not linger. I glanced sideways at my phone clutched in Ledger's hand, at the tight set of his shoulders, and I felt a pit bury itself in my stomach. It was no surprise that Ledger tracked me here. The man taught me stealth, for crying out loud. I was foolish to think that I could outsmart him after swearing to stay miles away from Calista.

Sera stepped in, her boots crunching over what used to be the truth. “They burned everything.” Valerio’s jaw ticked. “Not everything.” He stepped to the side wall and pressed on three stones in a rhythm only he knew. A compartment hissed open with a puff of dust. Inside sat a single leather-bound book, sealed in steel casing. Sera reached for it. “What is it?” “My mother’s ledger,” he said softly. “She wrote everything down. Every betrayal. Every deal. Every name.” He pulled the case free and opened it. Inside, the book was intact—handwritten, elegant, brutal in its detail. Pages marked with blood and ink.