Year Four (Kingmakers, #4)

by Sophie Lark

“There’s two kinds of men in the world,” she says. “The kind who want to hurt you . . . and the kind who want to be persuaded by you.”

I could tell him everything he wants to know.

Instead I have to pretend to be his friend, his confidante, while secretly blocking him from ever discovering the truth—yet another task assigned

Hedeon Markov interrupts us, accompanied by his son Kristoff, his daughter Evalina, and her fiancé Donovan Dryagin.

The Markovs’ loyalty will not be forgotten—they will always have a place at my table.

moya malen’kaya lisa.

“Our territory,” I

“It worked,” I say. “You’re stunning.”

“I’m not Ares. My name is Rafe Petrov. My father is Ivan Petrov. He’s been imprisoned for three and a half years. Tomorrow, I finally bring him home.”

My wife is here.

Sloane kisses him back, blood smearing from his mouth to hers, their hands clutching each other’s faces, their bodies melded together like they could never be parted again.

They gaze into each other’s eyes as Ivan growls, “Remember what I told you, my little fox: nothing could keep me from coming back to you.”

“I want you,” I say to her. “I want your wildness. I want your passion. I want you to love me the way you love the wind and the water and the outdoors. I want you to be untamable, except by me. I want you to be my wife.”

I’m invincible when I’m with her.

“You’re mine,” I growl. “All mine.”

couple is the sum of both of you together—as strong as you are together. As happy as you are together.”