Sovereign Sansom Novel Novels & Stories

There wasn’t a soul left alive on that cursed mountain when that sun traveled across the sky that next morning. I traveled from town to town and village to village in those following days, and I watched as soulmates turned into enemies from their bigotry and their hatred. The betrayal of one bond had single-handedly destroyed the bonds for countless other people. The world was torn apart by fighting in and among all clans. I, Mae Shamrock, last of The Sisters of the Path Coven, bore witness to the destruction of the soulmate bond as the Soulmate Covenant was broken in 1850. I knew without a doubt that it would not be returning… UNTIL the world changed its ways…

James stays quiet, and Eliza continues, “Sansom is doing this to discredit the boys in the eyes of the public, so that when he’s ready he can change the public feeling about his plan to kill the entire royal family. So that he’s seen as the good guy, the one who swept in and saved Vampire kind in England. Then once he’s in power he’s going to make big changes, changes that the king wouldn’t stand for. My thought is something to do with the crates, and their contents.” James still stays silent,

Her hands gripped him tighter, pulling him into her orbit as if she were trying to merge their souls. Czar’s restraint snapped. His hands, large and searingly hot, slid down from her waist to her lower back, anchoring her firmly against him. As the kiss deepened, his fingers drifted lower, settling just at the curve of her butt. The urge to claim her was overwhelming, and he gave in, his hand giving a firm, possessive squeeze that drew another sharp gasp from her lips. In that moment, on a hidden shore far from the world's eyes, the Sovereign and his Queen were no longer playing roles—they were two halves of a singular, dark, and beautiful whole.

need to reclaim what was his. At the docks, a "Gilded" Sovereign yacht—the White Lotus—was already idling, its "Zero-Point" thrusters churning the green water into a "Null State" of foam. Cassandra stood on the aft deck, holding Thomas’s hand with a "Vain" grip. Beside her, Victor Monroe looked like a "Broken Asset," realizing too late that he was now a "Liability" in Cassandra’s "Master-Ledger." The Mechanical Violence of the Sea

"I—I didn’t say anything about Desmond. Richard doesn’t even know he existed!" Sophia crossed her arms. "Right. And I’m the fucking queen of England." She stepped closer, her gaze piercing. "Pam, listen to me. That guy was a creep, but nobody just jumps after blackmailing someone. Especially not when he thought he was about to get what he wanted." Pamela’s nails dug into her palms. "You think Richard—" "I think it’s awfully fucking suspicious," Sophia interrupted. "You show up at his place, tell him about the video, and poof—problem vanishes. Permanently."

“Oh my, did she pick up that? No. It looks pretty expensive,“ one of them says to the others. They whisper amongst themselves for a little while. During that time, I wonder if what I'd always known about the rich was wrong. Weren't they supposed to act poised and defend their family's honor? Because these hoes are acting contrary to that. “She's probably a gold digger who's with my brother for money. He can't possibly be in any sort of relationship with such.... “ Sofie, as her friend called her, responded. Oh. The arrogance runs in the family, I guess. Damn Evren and his stupid ring. Now I am getting tempted to fight. The thought of pulling it off my hand hits me hard, but just as I'm about