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The City of Sin holds more than secrets. He doesn’t remember me. But, I remember him. The mysterious and brooding Jay McCall. His touch. His kiss. His hands on me. It’s burned into my mind. The one incredible night we shared. But, that was before... Before I lost my brother. Before grief held me hostage. He’s back, and it has nothing and everything to do with me. The secrets he’s keeping are tangled with my brother’s death. My heart. My body. At war over a man I barely know. A man who knows the truth. He wants me to trust him. I want to. But to survive in a place where demons hide, I must trust no one... not even myself.
Hidden Truths My life was easy, simple, fun. Light. Until I got wrapped up with the wrong people. Nothing but a piece of property to pay for the sins of my father. I’m to be married off to a handsome monster. I see his truths every day, and it’s hard not to fall for the enemy. He won’t let me escape, but I’m not sure I want to. I wanted to marry for love, but it looks like love is a lie. Stolen Lies My life was brutal, horrific, ruthless. Dark. Until a beautiful bride was dragged into my life. I took her as my prize and made her mine. Vengeance never tasted so sweet. I see her truths every day, and it’s hard not to fall for a woman who makes me weak. She can try to run, but I have no intention of ever letting her go. I wanted to marry for hate, but it looks like hate is a lie.
Violet Moore is in love with a man who hates her. Well, to be fair, she kinda deserves it. On her eighteenth birthday, she got drunk and threw herself at him, causing a huge scandal in their sleepy suburban town. Now everyone thinks she’s a slut and he has disappeared. Rumor has it that he’s been living up in the mountains of Colorado, all alone and in isolation. But Violet is going to make it right. She’s going to find him and bring him back. No matter how cruel and mean he is, how much he hurts her with his cold-hearted and abrasive ways, she won’t give up. And neither will she think about his tempting lips or his sculpted muscles or his strong hands. The hands that she wants on her body, touching her, feeling her skin… The hands that make her want to forget everything and kiss Graham Edwards – Mr. Edwards, actually – again. Because you don’t go around kissing your best friend’s dad, do you? Even though that’s all you ever dream about.
Bᴇɪɴɢ ʜᴀᴛᴇᴅ ʙʏ Aɪᴅᴇɴ Kɪɴɢ ɪs ᴅᴀɴɢᴇʀᴏᴜs. Bᴜᴛ ʙᴇɪɴɢ ᴡᴀɴᴛᴇᴅ ʙʏ ʜɪᴍ ɪs ʟᴇᴛʜᴀʟ.
We’re a match made in hell, Stefan and I. He took me to exact his revenge. I went from being a pawn to my father to being a pawn to Stefan. The only difference is I have a ring the size of a boulder on my finger and a husband I don’t want. And the hardest part is I thought he was different. I thought I was falling in love. I guess my father was right. I’m not a very smart girl. Stefan is a powerful man. He doesn’t play nice, not if you’re his enemy. But I’ve learned one thing about my husband. He takes care of what’s his. And I am his. His enemies have become my enemies, but he’ll never let anyone hurt me. He’s fiercely protective. It’s the predator inside that scares me.
It happened in stages. My father left. My twin sister died of an incurable autoimmune disease. My mother started breaking down. Then I was diagnosed with the very thing that took my other half from me. That was when I realized Mama’s eyes turned gold when she cried. So I moved in with my father and his new family—new wife, new son, new stepbrother. Kaiden Monroe made me feel normal. Hated. Cared for. Loathed. And … loved. Somewhere along the way, I’d found solace in the boy with dark eyes. But everything happens in stages. And nothing good ever lasts.