Mad Season River Of Deceit Novels & Stories

“...I’ll cut ties with River.” River’s mother quickly wrote out a check and held it out for Kate to take. River immediately snatched it from her hands and shoved it at Kate aggressively. “Take the money.” He said threateningly. “Leave now and don’t ever come back.” Kate quickly took the money and ran out of the banquet hall, tears about ready to fall. If things had been different, I might’ve even felt slightly bad for her. Briefly, the thought of how I had really dodged a bullet with River popped into my head—I was disgusted by the real person he was and I saw him as a pitiful excuse for a man.

I’m standing in the middle of the room we’ve been hiding in for three days, and my hands are shaking so bad I have to curl them into fists just to make them stop. On the screen, the replay keeps going. Someone streamed it. Of course they did. Wolves love drama more than blood. There he is. In the clearing. Dirt under his boots. Voice steady. Pack hanging on every word. And then her. Elara. Standing there like she never crawled out of exile. Like she wasn’t dragged. Like she didn’t beg once. He bows. He bows to her wolves. I let out a laugh that sounds wrong even to me. “He bowed,” I say.

God Madonna said, chuckling at her words. "I am sorry for the delay. Can you help me with the location of the eternal river where Madeline is believed to be captured?" I asked, waiting for her to reply. "Son, Daniel. You are on the right track, but your facts are all wrong. Madeline's soul was never captured, to begin with. She lived freely. Regarding the crustal dream of Victoria, it is indeed true. But do you remember what was written on the rose? The answer lies in the death of the mate. Now you need to break the curse, break the girl, or break the hybrid?" Madonna said, making me look at her in puzzlement.

"Who are they?" Rion turned to Daisy and looked deeply at the woman before opening his mouth. "The Madisons. They are a family that River has killed." *** Inside her luxurious room at River's house, Daisy was pacing back and forth, biting her thumbnails nervously, while her left hand held her phone to her ear. And she was made to groan in despair when the call was cut off again because the person she was calling didn't answer it. "Where exactly did he go?" Daisy sat up on her bed, completely distraught because after several attempts, River wasn't answering her calls.

All that was left was to shake on our deal of devilry and destruction. River's massive hand engulfed mine, hot and calloused. His grin held only cruelty and ambition's vicious delight. We had found our match in each other - the demented and the damned. "I will wait eagerly for the day your purpose comes to fruition, Kristy," River purred as I made my withdrawal. "Rarely have I encountered one with such delicious ruthless vision as you." He laughed, his admiring tone raised bile in my throat, but I merely inclined my head, unwilling to show weakness before the beast whose bloody services now belonged to me.

My heart started pounding as I scrolled through them. News headlines, with pictures and Tweets. “Senator Rivera’s daughter sold to Sicilian mafia boss Azrael Valenti.” “Who is Celeste Rivera? The senator’s scandalous secret.” #MafiaPrincess #RiveraDeal #AzraelValenti There were photos too. Me in the gardens. Me standing on the balcony. Me getting into Azrael’s car. All over the internet. “Oh my god.” My throat went dry. Enzo took a step back. “Celeste, I didn’t—”

And as she looked at Ethan, she made a silent, desperate vow: They will go with me to the grave. The mirrored hallway felt like a courtroom where the only witnesses were the silent reflections of a mother’s deceit and a son’s desperation. Madison’s tightening of her silk robe was a physical closing of her armour, bracing herself for the one thing she did better than business: manipulation. As she began her performance, the fake tears welled up with practised precision, shimmering under the dim skylight. "So, it has come to this," she whispered, her voice hitching in a masterclass of a sob. "It has come to my own son, thinking the worst of me."

“Mr Kennedi, do you have a minute?” “Yes, Mr Black. Come in.” River stands at once and looks beyond Sebastian’s broad shoulders when a Caucasian man of average height enters behind him. “So, this is the infamous River Kennedi,” Jolie Jaeger, Sebastian’s companion, speaks with a heavy British accent. Surveying River from head to toe with his stone-cold, green eyes. “I don’t know how infamous I could be,” River says, then extends a hand, but Jolie chuckles and avoids it with a look of partial impunity.

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River said. River saw Kashton's expression softening as she said this, and she sighed in relief. She knew she had him right where she wanted him. Kashton turned to her with a frown. "Are you sure that this is going to work?" he asked River. River nodded her head excitedly. "Of course! I just need to go with you guys this time. I am confident that I can get Deluca to fall for me!" she declared. River had heard all of the rumors about Deluca, and in her heart, she had decided that this was the kind of man she wanted as her mate.