検索キーワード： 著者 "Natasha Knight" すべてのカテゴリー

Loyalty. Duty. Deceit. I never imagined my first trip to Italy would be to bury my father. But there I stood, alone in the ancient cathedral with my father’s casket, a handful of soldiers standing guard. It never occurred to me that anyone would disrupt the sanctity of the moment. But the Caballero brothers have little regard for the church and even less for my family. They marched in, weapons in hand, and turned my world upside down.

I live in a world where secrecy reigns. A Society rooted in power, wealth, and long-held dynasties. Where men are Kings, and women are pawns. For as long as I can remember, I’ve dreamt of escaping the shackles of my expectations.

Dieses Buch enthält Die Regeln des Königs, Die Herausforderung des Königs und Die Regeln seiner Königin. Es erzählt die komplette Geschichte von Mercedes De La Rosa und Judge Montgomery.

Gerade als ich anfing, meinem Mann zu vertrauen, hat er mich hintergangen. Gerade als ich dachte, ich würde mich verlieben, zeigte er mir, welche Art von Bestie er wirklich ist. Ich verstehe seinen Hunger nach Rache. Aber ich will dieses Spiel von Schachfigur und Schachspieler nicht mitspielen.

Jericho St. James hasst meine Familie. Er ist mächtig, unvorstellbar reich und der gefährlichste Mann, den ich kenne. Und ich gehöre ihm. Er hat mich aus meinem Zuhause geholt. Er wird mich zu seiner Frau machen. Und er hat sehr deutlich gemacht, dass ich in seinem Bett schlafen werde.

It all started with a contract signed by him, then by me, while our families watched. While my father sat silent, a man defeated, giving his daughter to the Benedetti monsters. I obeyed. I played my part. I signed my name and gave away my life. I became their living, breathing trophy, a constant symbol of their power over us. That was five years ago. Then came the time for him to claim me. For Salvatore Benedetti to own me. I had vowed vengeance. I had learned hate. And yet, nothing could have prepared me for the man who now ruled my life.

It all started with a contract signed by him, then by me, while our families watched. While my father sat silent, a man defeated, giving his daughter to the Benedetti monsters. I obeyed. I played my part. I signed my name and gave away my life. I became their living, breathing trophy, a constant symbol of their power over us. That was five years ago. Then came the time for him to claim me. For Salvatore Benedetti to own me.

A cruel fate. Two souls condemned. An impossible love. I knew he’d choose me before he came to our door on the night of the Tithing. I bore the mark that would make me his. It was my ancestor who spoke the words that bound us together, and his demon-god who promised protection for the price of blood. My blood. I was prepared to be that sacrifice if it would keep my family safe. Loving Azrael? The thought never crossed my mind. He was and would forever be my enemy.

It’s a matter of time before the enemy attacks. One brother has vowed his protection. The other reaffirmed his hatred of me. Yet they both want me. But things are changing between us. And something is unraveling inside me. An event too terrible clawing its way into my consciousness. And those memories may be the thing to undo us all.

I never imagined my first trip to Italy would be to bury my father. But there I was in the beautiful cathedral, alone, with my father’s casket and a handful of soldiers to keep me safe. It didn’t occur to me that anyone would disrupt the sanctity of the church. Would march in, weapons in hand, and turn my world upside down. But the Caballero brothers have no regard for the church and even less for my family.

Cristiano ist mein Feind. Aber er ist auch der einzige Mann, bei dem ich mich je sicher gefühlt habe. Beschützt. Aber ich darf nicht vergessen, dass er mich nur aus einem Grund geheiratet hat. Rache. Ich soll die Verbindung zu seinen wahren Feinden sein. Ich muss mich daran erinnern, dass er nicht der Held dieser Geschichte ist. Seine Hände sind voller Blut. Ich habe es mit meinen eigenen Augen gesehen.

From the moment I first laid eyes on Madelena De Léon, I felt a primal urge to protect her. Keep her safe. Her father had failed her. I would not.

Seit der ersten Nacht, die wir miteinander verbrachten, wusste ich, dass ich mit dem Feuer spielte. Jetzt muss ich mich den Konsequenzen stellen. Ich habe meinen besten Freund verraten. Einen Mann, der für mich mehr ein Bruder war als mein eigenes Blut.

I’m not supposed to fall in love with my husband. It’s not part of my plan. Forgive me. Those were the first words Santos Augustine spoke to me before we sealed an unbreakable oath. A contract signed in blood binding me to him as payment for my father’s sins.

Ich bin ein Sovereign Son. Ein König innerhalb der Society. Mit nur einem Blick zwinge ich Männer in die Knie. Sie aber widersetzt sich mir und verhöhnt mich mit ihrer Rebellion. Doch es gibt Regeln, an die wir uns zu halten haben.

When the Wildbloods presented their daughters to me on the night of the Tithing, they knew what was to come for the chosen girl. The crescent moon that marked Willow made her mine. I had no choice but to take her. Destiny determined our fates long before we were born, laying our roles out for us. A sacrifice would be made. A tithe paid. Only then would our families be free, at least until the next payment came due.

Er sagt, man kann nur aufstehen, wenn man ganz unten angekommen ist. Erst wenn man vollkommen gebrochen ist, kann man wieder auferstehen.

Ich hätte nie gedacht, dass ich zum ersten Mal nach Italien reisen würde, um meinen Vater zu beerdigen. Aber da stand ich nun, allein in der historischen Kathedrale, zusammen mit dem Sarg meines Vaters und einer Handvoll Soldaten, um uns zu bewachen. Niemals wäre mir in den Sinn gekommen, dass jemand die Heiligkeit des Augenblicks stören könnte. Aber die Caballero-Brüder haben wenig Achtung vor der Kirche und noch weniger vor meiner Familie.