Sarah Jackson
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Gabrielle hardly had a chance to react before Lena began to drop. Her quick reflexes were the only thing that stopped the princess from hitting the cold hard hospital room floor. The tall Italian woman was forced to her knees as she shifted her weight to support the princess. Shit. What in the hell was going on? Lena wasn't the kind of person to pass out. Much like her father, Lena hardly ever suffered health issues and was rarely deflated in the presence of pressure. No matter how intense it was. To the…
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Lena felt the strong urge to toss her phone against the wall. Who did Marcus think he was? She didn't have time to deal with any of this. Taking a deep breath and counting backward from ten, the princess put the phone back in her pocket. It wasn't a surprise when she opened her eyes to find that area around her was empty. Even people who didn't know her didn't want to be too close when it looked like she was about to explode—a wise choice. The last thing that Lena needed at the current moment in…
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The call hadn't been one Lena was expecting. Certainly not from this person. She had heard enough about him but had never made any contact herself. "We do need you here right now, though, you see. We can't go about doing this process without you. The person that Sammy is close to and all of that. I am sure that you can understand." She didn't, though. The princess did her best to keep her expression blank as she listened to the man on the other end of the phone speak. It messed with her mind how…
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Being face to face, Samuel couldn't miss the similarities between Jovani and Marcus. They could have passed for brothers if no one knew they were cousins. They shared the same hair and eye color. The bridge of their noses was positioned almost the same. Even their smiling was almost identical, along with their perfectly straight teeth. The only difference came from the look in their eyes. Samuel could see it almost instantly. Hidden behind the sea-green orbs was something feral. A sinister twinkle…
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Well. At least Richard no longer had to worry about when he might bump into Marcus. The man decided to take that matter into his own hand. "Aww is this our baby cousin? I remember seeing him once before. I don't remember him looking this cute and innocent, though." Marcus strolled into the room as though he owned the place. His eyes fixed on Samuel as though he were surveying a new toy. "Marcus. You're not supposed to be here right now." The words came out through clenched teeth. This was…
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Richard Racked his brain as quickly as he could. Finding out that the original reason he wanted to come turned out to be a fact didn't help. It would've gone over better if he hadn't had to get into with Jovani. Damn it. He needed the Vedova Nera boss to get his ass back to life so they could talk about whatever was happening. "Richard, is there something about this connected with what is going on with Lena?" Samuel's question came as Richard began to pace. The mafioso couldn't bite back the urge…
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Every single time, it started the same. No matter how often Zane tried to change it, nothing seemed to work. Instead, he found himself trapped in an endless loop that led neither up nor down, left or right. In twenty years, the world had changed. Everything that was supposed to be bright and lovely turned dark. How could Zane forget? Watching a body drop made his entire world stop for the first time in his life. His blood ran cold as he tried to process what happened. The mafia boss could feel…
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Julian wasn't in the mood to be bothered after arguing with the doctors regarding his brother's care. All the shit about secondary options and potential problems put him in an overly sour mood—the kind the other hardly found himself in. Even in the most suffocating of situations, Julian somehow managed to keep his spirits up. However, nothing he tried worked the same way it used to fix his mood. Why did Zane refuse to come back to the land of the living? Indeed, all the people should've been…
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Growing up in the UK, Leo had missed out on several things that happened within the Scarlet family, for better or worse. The information he got was either a whisper over the phone from family members or his few contacts. He knew enough of the mundane stuff. Important but always what he wanted to hear about. When it came to serious matters, there was hardly any time to make calls or update him. It was never unintentional. A simple curse of time differences and distance. Nothing more, nothing…
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Five or ten years ago, saying Dino Lawson's name out loud would've resulted in more than a handful of heads turning within the mafia world. A middle-ranked mafioso who didn't have one particular home. One of the few who managed to make this role successful without getting killed in the first year or even the second. A mafioso without a place to call home was considered a dead man walking. Dino made plenty enough of a name to survive longer than others within this role. Sticking to the shadows and…
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