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COVER REVEAL AND BLURB FOR WHEN KINGS RISE
➡➡Tropes:
Harem romance
Dominant male
secret society
touch her and die
Jealous possessive alpha hero
Mafia dark romance
Organized crime
☘☘Release Dates:
Ebook (7th of June)
Paperback (7th of June)
Audible (14th of July)
BLURB
My rivals are Dons; I am a King.
Three brides have been chosen for my pleasure and displeasure. One of them will become a King’s consort; the others will be discarded.
Until my decision is made, I get to feast on them all.
They are mine.
After the demise of my uncle, the O’Sullivan family has yet to choose the new Don. With two brothers and a vengeful, unhinged cousin also vying for the position, tension is rising in an already dangerous business.
Especially since no one knows that I’m responsible for my uncle’s disappearance.
Enter the Hands of Kings, a global cult with the ability to replace CEOs, Presidents, and Popes. And their leader, Victor, has his eye on me.
Few men were made to be Kings and Victor has plans for me, plans that do not require my approval.
But an unseen enemy is hiding and they know my secrets. They are manipulating the people around me with the intention of taking my crown.
A King is not so easily dethroned, especially when threats are made toward me and mine.
No one shall have my brides.
When Kings Rise is a dark mafia romance, intensified by the presence of a cult, with mature themes, mature language, and very mature steam.
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ARC's are still available for "When Kings Rise" but will close soon.
ARC's are still available for "When Kings Rise" but will close soon.
Tropes:
Irish Mafia Romance
MFFF
Cult
Billionaire Romance
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Excerpt:
I focus back on the task at hand, guiding Wolf away from prying eyes and ears before he says something that will get him killed.
But Wolf notices my two Brides leaving too. His finger, unsteady yet determined, points directly at Selene, his words slurred but clear: "Get out while you can, love."
She nods, a silent acknowledgment of a warning perhaps long expected, and leaves without a word.
Wolf's attention, however, swiftly shifts. His gaze moves, heavy with alcohol, and he points upwards. "But you, you can stay." His words float up to Amira, who leans over the railing, curiosity etched into her features.
Anger crashes through me, and in a moment of decision, my hands release their grip on Wolf, a calculated risk. His body, unprepared for the sudden absence of support, sways and then crashes against the banister, the impact sharp and sudden. The combination of the blow and the alcohol coursing through his veins proves too much, and his lights go out, his body slumping to the ground in a heap of silence.
"Alcohol thins the blood, Diarmuid. A hit like that could kill him." Lorcan glances around to see if anyone saw, his disapproval of my actions evident in his tone.
I don’t give a fuck. He deserved it. - DIARMUID
Tropes:
Irish Mafia Romance
MFFF
Cult
Billionaire Romance
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Excerpt:
I focus back on the task at hand, guiding Wolf away from prying eyes and ears before he says something that will get him killed.
But Wolf notices my two Brides leaving too. His finger, unsteady yet determined, points directly at Selene, his words slurred but clear: "Get out while you can, love."
She nods, a silent acknowledgment of a warning perhaps long expected, and leaves without a word.
Wolf's attention, however, swiftly shifts. His gaze moves, heavy with alcohol, and he points upwards. "But you, you can stay." His words float up to Amira, who leans over the railing, curiosity etched into her features.
Anger crashes through me, and in a moment of decision, my hands release their grip on Wolf, a calculated risk. His body, unprepared for the sudden absence of support, sways and then crashes against the banister, the impact sharp and sudden. The combination of the blow and the alcohol coursing through his veins proves too much, and his lights go out, his body slumping to the ground in a heap of silence.
"Alcohol thins the blood, Diarmuid. A hit like that could kill him." Lorcan glances around to see if anyone saw, his disapproval of my actions evident in his tone.
I don’t give a fuck. He deserved it. - DIARMUID
