The Hawthorne Legacy (The Inheritance Games, #2)

by Jennifer Lynn Barnes

“You turn on the charm when you want something.”

Why kill two birds with one stone, he always said, when you could kill twelve?”

A game has rules. A game has a winner.

I’ll always protect you, he’d sworn. But this … us … It can’t happen, Avery.

The trick to being abandoned was to never let yourself long for anyone who left.

“Twelve birds, one stone, Heiress.

didn’t have to,” Jameson murmured back, his eyes narrowing. “He’s a Hawthorne.”

It is one of us. We protect it. Jameson’s response, Scio, meant I know.

“Do you trust me, Heiress?” Jameson had donned a leather jacket. He looked like trouble. The good kind. “Not even a little,” I replied, but I took the helmet from his outstretched hand, and when he climbed onto the motorcycle, I climbed on behind him.