He runs half the coast and wants nothing. Except the woman in the photograph.
He sealed it away three centuries ago. The seal is breaking, and it wants him.
A woman wakes in a house she does not recognise, married to a man she does not remember, holding a phone with nine missed calls from a number that says she was paid to destroy him.
Poisoned at her own wedding reception, a woman opens her eyes three years earlier on the night she first met the man she would marry.
Five years after she left without a word, she walks back into his firm as the rival bidding against him.
The Don’s Sole Desire
Archmage of the Last Seal
Nine Missed Calls
Three Years Early
The Bid
