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Bullets by Dawn

[COMPLETED] "Rome wasn't built in a day, nor was her revenge." ***** He had taken her family, so Amelia was going to take everything from him. Literally. She may have been in love, but she hated him more, with every breath she took, and no matter what happened, forgiveness wasn't a choice. She would give him a taste of his own medicine and didn't care that she could lose herself in the process. If anything, she had come from the ashes he had forced her into. ************ It was a game of power - sacrifices had to be made and blood would flow this time. They share a bed, they share a home, they share literally everything, or not. They both have secrets. Secrets that tie them together and doom them at the same time. They are both strong-willed and can fight their own battles. Standing on opposite sides, love and betrayal face each other, while regrets and kisses take the back seat. In a world where the bullets decide who lives and who leaves, who will take the first shot? ****** [Cannot be read as a standalone] - To understand the storyline, you have to read the first book, THE CRADLE OF LOVE. OTHER WORKS: CRADLE OF LOVE [PREQUEL] WHOSE ALPHA NIKITA cover photo, not mine will take it down if the owner requests.

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Yup, Very Screwed

LIA

It had been 8 days.

8 days since the fateful encounter.

8 days since Alex got any good sleep.

8 days since the James siblings began thinking of a way to poke the Ivanovs.

It had taken 8 days for Lia to finally wake up like a normal person, no more half-assed sightings. It had really been a long time. A period that tested how patient the siblings were. How tolerant he Garners were and how rational Alex could be.

The moment she woke up, Alex was already by her side, ready to do her bidding, maybe he was hoping she would tell him what she remembered. Maybe he was hoping she would complain and curse him for the classes.

Anything that could give Alexander some peace of mind, because he was going insane thinking of how the little woman was doing.