Title: King of Souls
Series: Verona Legacy #2
Author: L.A. Cotton
Genre: New Adult Romance
Release Date: August 11, 2020
Blurb
Arianne Capizola is living a lie.
Angry. Abandoned. Afraid.
She’d rather spend her days locked away on her father’s
estate than with the guy who stole her innocence: her fiancé.
estate than with the guy who stole her innocence: her fiancé.
Niccolò Marchetti is living a nightmare.
Broken. Banished. Betrayed.
He’d do anything to save the girl he loves, even if it means
paying the ultimate price.
paying the ultimate price.
As the truth surround their legacies begins to unravel,
everything they thought they knew shatters. But Nicco will do anything to
protect the girl who taught him how to love, and she will risk it all to save
the guy who stole her heart.
everything they thought they knew shatters. But Nicco will do anything to
protect the girl who taught him how to love, and she will risk it all to save
the guy who stole her heart.
The clock is ticking as old and new enemies close in.
Only this time, their love might not be enough to save them.
*King of Souls is the second book in Nicco and Ari’s
duet. Due to mature content that some readers may find distressing, this book
is recommended for readers 18+
duet. Due to mature content that some readers may find distressing, this book
is recommended for readers 18+
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Excerpt
“Nicco!”
Arianne clambered off the bed and rushed to my side.
Arianne clambered off the bed and rushed to my side.
“Wait.” I
held up my other hand to stop her. A dark angry storm was raging through me. I
wanted to hit something, to hurt and bleed.
held up my other hand to stop her. A dark angry storm was raging through me. I
wanted to hit something, to hurt and bleed.
I needed
it.
it.
Dark
rivulets of blood seeped over my hand, but I barely felt it. I was too wired.
Too hungry for the kill.
rivulets of blood seeped over my hand, but I barely felt it. I was too wired.
Too hungry for the kill.
“Let me
take a look at it.” Arianne stepped forward and I jerked back, like a caged
animal being riled.
take a look at it.” Arianne stepped forward and I jerked back, like a caged
animal being riled.
“Nicco,
it’s me. It’s only me.” She had me cornered with no way out. My body trembled
violently as I desperately tried to hold on to my frayed rope of control.
it’s me. It’s only me.” She had me cornered with no way out. My body trembled
violently as I desperately tried to hold on to my frayed rope of control.
“Nicco…”
Arianne brushed the hair from my face. My head hung low, my shoulders hunched
and tight. I wanted to kill him. I wanted to hunt him down and kill him with my
bare hands.
Arianne brushed the hair from my face. My head hung low, my shoulders hunched
and tight. I wanted to kill him. I wanted to hunt him down and kill him with my
bare hands.
“Come back
to me.” She gently lifted my busted hand and inspected the damage. “It needs
cleaning. Let me see what there is.” Arianne left me and went into the
bathroom. When she came back, she had a small first aid kit. “I found it in the
cabinet. Sit.” Her gaze went to the bed, but I remained rigid.
to me.” She gently lifted my busted hand and inspected the damage. “It needs
cleaning. Let me see what there is.” Arianne left me and went into the
bathroom. When she came back, she had a small first aid kit. “I found it in the
cabinet. Sit.” Her gaze went to the bed, but I remained rigid.
“I need to
stand.”
stand.”
“Okay. Hold
still.” She worked in silence, cleaning me up and bandaging my hand. My pulse
began to slow, the tightness in my chest easing.
still.” She worked in silence, cleaning me up and bandaging my hand. My pulse
began to slow, the tightness in my chest easing.
It was her.
Her touch,
her calmness.
her calmness.
“I’m
sorry,” I choked out.
sorry,” I choked out.
Arianne
took my face in her hands and looked right at me. God, I wanted to drown in the
dark pools of honey. “Talk to me.”
took my face in her hands and looked right at me. God, I wanted to drown in the
dark pools of honey. “Talk to me.”
“I want to
kill him… I should have killed him.”
kill him… I should have killed him.”
“So why
didn’t you?”
didn’t you?”
It was the
last thing I expected her to say, but I knew this wasn’t about her, it was
about me.
last thing I expected her to say, but I knew this wasn’t about her, it was
about me.
“It’s not
that simple,” I released a heavy sigh. “If I’d have killed him… it would
start something we might not be able to finish. I can’t do that to the Family,
to you.”
that simple,” I released a heavy sigh. “If I’d have killed him… it would
start something we might not be able to finish. I can’t do that to the Family,
to you.”
She nodded,
dropping one of her hands to mine and lacing them together. “I hate Scott
for what he did to me. I hate him so much that sometimes I wish you had done
it.” Arianne took a shuddering breath. “But I want a life with you. I want a
future. I can’t have that if you’re behind bars… or worse.”
dropping one of her hands to mine and lacing them together. “I hate Scott
for what he did to me. I hate him so much that sometimes I wish you had done
it.” Arianne took a shuddering breath. “But I want a life with you. I want a
future. I can’t have that if you’re behind bars… or worse.”
“If he
hurts you again, I can’t promise I won’t do it.”
hurts you again, I can’t promise I won’t do it.”
Something
flashed in her eyes, but before I could decipher it, Arianne kissed me. “I
don’t want to talk any more, Nicco. I want you to love me. I want you to make
me forget about the monsters.”
flashed in her eyes, but before I could decipher it, Arianne kissed me. “I
don’t want to talk any more, Nicco. I want you to love me. I want you to make
me forget about the monsters.”
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Author Bio
Author of over thirty mature young adult and new adult
novels, L A is happiest writing the kind of books she loves to read: addictive
stories full of teenage angst, tension, twists and turns.Home is a small town in the middle of England where she currently juggles being
a full-time writer with being a mother/referee to two little people. In her
spare time (and when she’s not camped out in front of the laptop) you’ll most
likely find L A immersed in a book, escaping the chaos that is life.
novels, L A is happiest writing the kind of books she loves to read: addictive
stories full of teenage angst, tension, twists and turns.Home is a small town in the middle of England where she currently juggles being
a full-time writer with being a mother/referee to two little people. In her
spare time (and when she’s not camped out in front of the laptop) you’ll most
likely find L A immersed in a book, escaping the chaos that is life.
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