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222 pages, Paperback
First published August 14, 2014
“We might live in a civilized world, but rules and laws didn’t apply to me. I was a rule-breaker, curse-maker, life-stealer.�
“You live in a fairytale, princess and I’m about to destroy it.�
“He reeked of manipulation and control.�
“I was clueless on hot to control her. I didn’t understand her.�
“His eyes flashed and the misconception that he didn’t know passion dissolved. He knew it. He wielded it. He hid beneath layers and layers of mystery I would never hope to unravel.�
There was a debt to be paid. And I was the method of extraction. Plain and simple. I’m a Hawk. She’s a Weaver. That was all I needed to know.
Let her believe her tears affected me, opening my arms and offering false humanity. I let her believe I had a soul, and didn’t punish her for hoping. Hoping I was redeemable. Such a silly girl. A silly toy. She’d been given to me to do as I pleased. And everyone knows, you don’t give a pet to a killer.
I truly was Cinderella, only my prince threw away the glass slipper and stole me away before midnight struck. My prince was evil. My prince was a villain.
You live in a fairytale, princess, and I'm about to destroy it.
There was no compassion in his light-brown eyes. No sympathy or even guilt. How did he have the power to be so close to me- to grow hard wanting me- and know all along my fate?
Only a special person could do that. A person who wasn't born of this world but brimstone and fire. From hell.
Coldness etched his gaze.
Aloofness whispered from his posture.
Calculation radiated from his every pore.
I'd never been so intimidated or so intimately challenged.
I would enjoy ruining Nila, because I liked breaking things. But not in a gruesome barbaric way. I liked to break them smoothly, gently, ruthlessly. I liked to think I transformed creatures from their present to their potential.
“I own you. I have the piece of paper to prove it. It’s undeniable and unbreakable. You belong to me until you’ve paid off your debts.�
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I inherited her. I preyed on her.I owned her life and had the piece of paper to prove it.Nila Weaver.Mine.And my task�..�.�.devour her.
I’l alone,
I’m being stolen for a debt only i can repay , a debt i know nothing about
There was a debt to be paid. And I was the method of extraction. Plain and simple.I'm aHawk. She's aWeaver.That was all I needed to know.
Coldness etched his gaze.
Aloofness whispered from his posture.
Calculation radiated from his every pore.
I'd never been so intimidated or so intimately challenged.
I breathed hard, even now struggling to find my beloved coldness. I needed an icy shower. I need to teach her a fucking lesson - that's what I need.
Find an anchor. Hold on tight. Do this and you’ll be alright.
Nila Weaver’s family is indebted. Being the first born daughter, her life is forfeit to the first born son of the Hawks to pay for sins of ancestors past. The dark ages might have come and gone, but debts never leave. She has no choice in the matter.
She is no longer free.
Jethro Hawk receives Nila as an inheritance present on his twenty-ninth birthday. Her life is his until she’s paid off a debt that’s centuries old. He can do what he likes with her—nothing is out of bounds—she has to obey.
There are no rules. Only payments.
I’m a Hawk but blood doesn’t flow in my veins. I’m born of a substance unbeatable by any other—diamonds. I’m a smuggler. I’m a dealer. And I’m about to become� a killer.
Death was coming. Shouldn’t I try to live before I died?
He’s the monster I know. He’s not sweetness and light� but he’s mine because I choose him to be.
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'There was a debt to be paid. And I was the method of extraction. Plain and simple. I’m a Hawk. She’s a Weaver. That was all I needed to know.'
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'I inherited her.
I preyed on her.
I owned her life and had the piece of paper to prove it.
Nila Weaver.
Mine.
And my task………devour her.'
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'Turned out, I was never an individual; I was a possession to trade.
I was never unique; someone had lived my life many times before, never free, never whole.
My life was never mine.
My destiny was already written.
My story began the night he came for me.'
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”I truly was Cinderella, only my prince threw away the glass slipper and stole me away before midnight struck. My prince was evil. My prince was the villain.�
”Turned out, I was never an individual; I was a possession to trade.
I was never unique; someone had lived my life many times before, never free, never whole.
My life was never mine.
My destiny was already written.
My story began the night he came for me.�
“I not only stole your past. I’ve already stolen your future.�
“She had to learn that the day granted hope and happiness, but I stole it. She had to face that the night hid evil and darkness, but my soul was blacker.�
“You live in a fairytale, princess and I’m about to destroy it.�
I truly was Cinderella, only my prince threw away the glass slipper and stole me away before midnight struck. My prince was evil. My prince was the villain.
”You live in a fairytale, princess, and I’m about to destroy it.�
”The time is nigh to pay your debts. Your past has found you, and there will be no peace until she’s ours.�
There was a debt to be paid. And I was the method of extraction. Plain and simple. I’m a Hawk. She’s a Weaver. That was all I needed to know.
Oh yes, I would enjoy ruining Nila, because I liked breaking things.
”Be afraid of me, Ms. Weaver. Be afraid because your life is now mine and I’m the master of everything that happens to you.�
She had to learn that the day granted hope and happiness, but I stole it. She had to face that the night hid evil and darkness, but my soul was blacker.
Debts are mounting. Payment waiting�