Аннотация

Vicious Prince (aka Verona Blood)(#1): An arranged marriage. A brutal abduction.
And a love so forbidden, it might destroy them both.
Avery Capulet is missing.
Taken by a madman. Kept in the dark.
She might not survive.
He’ll use her body. Destroy her mind. All before he ever lays a hand on her.
Rome Montague is a drug dealer. A criminal. A thief.
And he needs the secrets Avery and her family are keeping – even if it means cutting them out of her pretty Capulet flesh.
Rome Montague is missing – but nobody will miss him.
Not that it matters; After the things he’s done to this girl, he doesn’t deserve to be found.
Vicious Prince, set in the criminal underbelly of San Francisco, follows two warring families who are ruled by blood, power and twisted desire.
**Please note this book was formerly titled Verona Blood.**
Vengeful Queen (#2): Sometimes, we lose ourselves in the devastation of love.
But sometimes, we find ourselves there, too.
ROME: Avery Capulet. The forbidden fruit. The apple of her Daddy’s eye. The newly-minted Queen of California’s criminal underworld. And now, the missing girl nobody can find.
I know where she is, though. Kneeling before me, tears spilling from her eyes as the last bit of her dignity bleeds from her. I don’t want the pound of flesh that the girl who betrayed me delivers, but I don’t have a choice.
Avery Capulet. Moaning underneath me, as pain merges with pleasure, skin to skin as we do what we can to survive. In the dark, in the wild, we’re like animals. I try not to love her. I try so damn hard.
But the war waged inside my heart was won a long time ago.
By a girl who should have known better than to trust a man like me.
AVERY: Rome Montague. The boy from my past. The man in my nightmares. The dark, secret lover who makes me feel things I never knew I could feel.
Love and pain can both drive you insane. I fight, and I fight, until all I can do is surrender. Be pulled under. Submit, until I barely recognize myself.
Rome Montague. When he looks at me, I forget the lies that destroyed our past. When he makes me come apart underneath his touch, I forget where we are, and that a faceless enemy pulls our strings like marionettes.
The outside world beckons bright, teasing us with mirages of safety and respite.
But the light of day is a cruel lie.
Because once we find a way out of the dark, we both realize that our nightmare has only just begun.