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My husband hates me. But he’s also the only man who can save me. Taken by a stranger, Santiago is my only hope. Except that I don’t know if he’s dead or alive. And for as cruel as he can be, the thought he might be gone is unbearable. But he has nine lives, my monster. He’s not finished with me yet. And soon I’m back at The Manor. Locked in my room. At his mercy. I know I am despised. I know I have become the face of his vengeance. But there’s something else, too. Something between us. It’s a dark and gnarled thing. And it has its claws around my heart.

When going to war, there are three very simple rules one must abide by: know thy enemy, be prepared to sacrifice, and always wear good shoes. After all, revenge is a dish best served in stilettos. I've got an eye for it, and nothing's going to stand in my way. Not even Rory "The Saint" Brodrick.

I was a nanny in need of a job. He was darkness personified. I had little to call my own. He was filthy rich, powerful, and dangerous. The assignment was simple, and my goal was too. Take care of his son. Keep my head down. When he least expects it, destroy him. It should have been easy. I thought it would be, until I looked into his stark blue eyes. I came here to steal his life. I didn’t count on him stealing my heart.

When the Wildbloods presented their daughters to me on the night of the Tithing, they knew what was to come for the chosen girl. The crescent moon that marked Willow made her mine. I had no choice but to take her. Destiny determined our fates long before we were born, laying our roles out for us. A sacrifice would be made. A tithe paid. Only then would our families be free, at least until the next payment came due.

An Irish mobster. A missing friend. Two loyalties, ripping me apart. I had a plan. Get in, get my information, and get out. Easy, right? Turns out, infiltrating the Irish mafia isn't exactly what I thought it would be. I just wanted a soldier. Someone I could flirt with to get me in the door. That's when Lachlan Crow noticed me. Problem was, he wasn't a soldier. No, he was next in line for the throne of the Irish underworld. And he was determined to hate me from the outset.

From the shadows, I’ve tracked her every move. I was just supposed to watch her. But now, I can’t stop. She’s my obsession. My addiction. My poison. Watching her isn’t enough. The savage in me won’t be satisfied until I take her and make her mine. One taste and I’m hooked. Too bad for her...I’m never letting her go.

He says he owns me. And it's true. I've signed over complete control of my body and life for six months to a man I don't know. Five years he's been planning this. They say revenge is a dish best served cold. But my blackmailer serves it up white hot. He's addicted to my innocence, and I'm addicted to him. He likes to hurt me. I love to let him. He brings me to life. He sets me free. He makes my heart feel things it shouldn't. But he also scares me.

Santiago finally has what he wants. His baby is growing inside me. I’ve rewritten her destiny, binding her to me for good. Things are changing for us. I see beyond the monster he shows the world. See the scars he hides beneath the ink. ILove is a weakness men like me can’t afford. I’ve decided to keep her, but I’ll never forfeit my revenge.

When I stumbled into a Mafia-run club seeking a job, I was looking for protection. Little did I know I’d need protection from him. Conor O’Callahan was exactly the kind of danger I was trying to avoid. He was gorgeous as sin with an accent hotter than Hades, but that’s where the charm ended. He was also cynical, cold, and downright cranky. You could imagine my surprise when he gave me a proposition: marry him or lose my life.

There’s a thin line between hate and tolerance, and it seems to sit squarely between us. Lola Bell could easily bring an army of men to their knees, as long as she never opened her mouth. She’s soft in too many ways. A people-pleaser who goes the extra mile. Some might call her an easy target. In short, she has all of the qualities that I despise. But when it comes to me, she doesn’t hesitate to fling her poison arrows my way. She has every right to her feelings. Over the years, I’ve given her plenty of ammo. Yeah, I hate Lola. But it doesn’t stop me from wanting her too. When she makes me a proposition I can’t refuse, there’s just one problem.

They call him the devil. When I crash-landed into him on my first day at Loyola Academy, I was sure that couldn’t be true. He was the most gorgeous man I’d ever seen in real life. Little did I know he was also the cruelest. I went from starstruck to stunned the moment his cynical eyes cut through me. I can’t tell you what it was that made him want to punish me. But from that day forward the brooding recluse of a man made it his goal to torment me. I want to loathe him, and some days, I do. But good or bad, nobody’s attention has ever tasted so sweet.

Dieses Set beinhaltet Requiem der Seele, Wiedergutmachung der Sünden und Wiederbelebung des Herzens und ist die komplette Geschichte von Ivy und Santiago.

Es war einmal vor langer, langer Zeit, da glaubte ich an Märchen. Aber dann nahm er mich. Und er lehrte mich, dass das Leben kein Märchen ist. Er ist vernarbt. Gebrochen. Ein dunkles und wildes Ding. Seine Schönheit ist brutal, und seine Worte sind grausam. Sein Herz ist eine schattige Landschaft, in der nichts wachsen kann. Er sagt mir, er könnte nie etwas für mich empfinden, und er beweist es jeden Tag.

Ein alter Fluch. Zwei daran gebundene Familien. Eine verbotene Liebe. Als mir die Wildbloods in der Nacht des Zehents ihre Töchter präsentierten, wussten sie, was auf das auserwählte Mädchen zukommen würde. Die Mondsichel, die Willow kennzeichnete, machte sie zu meiner. Ich hatte keine andere Wahl, als sie zu nehmen. Das Schicksal legte unsere Bestimmungen schon lange vor unserer Geburt fest, indem es uns unsere Rollen zuwies. Eine Opfergabe würde erbracht werden. Der Zehent bezahlt werden. Erst dann würden unsere Familien frei sein, zumindest bis der nächste Zehent fällig wurde.

Es hätte einfach sein sollen. Gehen Sie zum Abschlussball, treffen Sie den Prinzen und sichern Sie sich seine Schirmherrschaft für ein Tierheim. Aber unter der Maske war eine brütende Bestie, und überhaupt nicht das, was ich erwartet hatte. Als ich ging, konnte ich immer noch seine Berührung in meine Haut spüren. Er folgte meinen Träumen, aber ich erwartete nicht, ihn wiederzusehen. Dann kam er zu mir. Und ich bin jetzt sein Gefangener.

Santiago hat endlich, was er will. Sein Baby wächst in mir heran. Ich habe ihr Schicksal umgeschrieben und sie für immer an mich gebunden. Die Dinge ändern sich für uns. Ich sehe hinter das Monster, das er der Welt zeigt. Ich sehe die Narben, die er unter den Tattoos versteckt.

Mein Mann hasst mich. Aber er ist gleichzeitig der einzige Mann, der mich retten kann. Entführt von einem Fremden, ist Santiago meine einzige Hoffnung. Nur weiß ich nicht, ob er tot ist oder noch lebt. Und so grausam er auch sein kann, der Gedanke, dass er tot sein könnte, ist unerträglich.

Jemand hat mir einmal gesagt, dass das Glück vergänglich ist. Jetzt weiß ich, dass er Recht hatte. Ich bin in einem schwarzen Loch voller Dunkelheit gefangen, aus dem ich nicht herauszukommen scheine. Mein Zwillingsbruder und mein Liebhaber wollen sich gegenseitig umbringen, und ich bin schwanger mit einem Baby, von dem ich nicht weiß, wie ich es schützen soll.

Wie weit würdest du gehen, um jemanden zu retten, den du liebst? Würdest du deinen Körper aufgeben? Deinen Verstand? Dein Herz? Ich habe es getan, und es hat mich alles gekostet. Er sagt, ich gehöre ihm. Und es ist wahr.

Ich wurde mit adligem Blut in meinen Adern geboren. Erbe einer mächtigen Dynastie. Reichtum. Macht. Aristokratie. Verlockungen, denen ich nicht widerstehen konnte.