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Exciting News!

For lovers of The White Trilogy and The VDB Trilogy, a new book is coming. #TheCrossover is an all four POV book containing your most favorite characters getting up to their usual oddity.
#ComingSoon
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PASCAL

“This constant taxing is insufferable,” he spat, rounding the bench and smacking the moron about the head. “Why must you be so inefficient?” Thomas scowled back at him, a glare good enough for the gods to bow down to. Unfortunately for Thomas, he himself was above such creatures. If they existed.
He was not entirely sure they did.
"Oom, you cannot come in here and attempt reorganisation.” He very much could. And would. This restructuring of his club was inexcusable. “It is not even yours anymore.”
His cane was at the boy’s throat before he could utter another word. Not his? It was entirely his, as were all the other ventures the young upstart had had the audacity to use his money for. He scoffed.
“Remove that last sentence from the air before I gut you for it,” he snapped, rallying yet more pressure from the end of his cane.
Thomas, moronically, sneered a little and pushed into it, one hand daring to grab for the ebony. He was so disturbed by the unhinged imagining that he twirled the thing away from the boy, landing it across the back of his legs and sending him crashing to the floor.
“Have you become dense in my absence?”
Thomas groaned and looked across the room at Lilah, presumably searching for help. It was help she would not give. His beloved little minx had become overly exuberant in the last few years, taking clients from Roxanne even. He was surprised she was even in Rome at all given her love for New York.
Pascal looked across at her, watching the look of utter contempt she held over the situation. Apparently she was bored. Enough so that she was painting her own nails.
"Lilah, please, deal with him,” Thomas drawled.
Deal with him? Deal with him? Was it not enough that he had been forced to come here because of juvenile delinquency, let alone now having to be insulted by his nephew?
He threw up his hands in despair and turned to leave the room. Perhaps he should disown the boy, certainly remove his damn name from the idiot. Thomas Van Der Braack? Horrendous. If not beautiful in its own right, certainly given the amounts of respect the boy was garnering around himself. It would not do, though. It would not do at all. Where was Alexander when he needed him? Gone, is where. Not available. The thought was overly annoying.


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You'll need to have read all books to fully enjoy The Crossover. Go fall in love. Enjoy 😘