Grave Curse - Stacy Gail
epub | 7.26 MB | English| | Author: Stacy Gail | Year: 2024
Description:
The vengeance-filled conclusion in the Gravediggers MC Duology is here! Chicago's top 1%er family, the Colgraves, will never be the same.
Agony
I was five when my smack-addict mom met Hades Colgrave, leader of the Chicago Gravediggers, AKA the worst sadist known to man. I was raised with the other Colgrave children, including the heir to the throne, Tyr, but I was never one of them. That's why I was the one who was beaten whenever Tyr stepped out of line, and that fool stepped out a lot. How many times did I suffer because of Tyr? My hatred for him grew with every tooth knocked from my head and every drop of blood that I lost.
Ecstasy
War with my Uncle Hades is finally at hand. I will rain vengeance down on him for destroying my family's club, the Chicago Gravediggers. More than that, I'll avenge every wound Ginger Sisko suffered at Hades's hand. Ginger is the reason I abandoned my family's club to that madman and started my own. Now that I'm in charge, I can watch over Ginger to my heart's content.
And watch her I do.
To keep her safe.
To keep everything around her under my absolute control.
To keep her under my absolute control. Because she's mine.
She just doesn't know it yet.
WAR
When Tyr set up his new club in Chicago, the same city as his uncle's club, I knew what that meant—war. As much as I hated Tyr, I hated Hades even more, so if Tyr wants me to stay close while chaos begins to swirl all around me, I can endure it. But what I'm not sure I can endure are Tyr's relentless attacks on my defenses against him. They're crumbling fast, and I'm left wondering if this villain in my life has been a hero all along.
107,000 words
*GRAVE CURSE is a contemporary romance with a true Alpha Hero who's half-stalker, half-menace and all about the woman who is his ride-or-die. As always, no cliffhangers, love triangles, or cheating. Due to adult language, violence, death, destruction of a lingerie store, a personal toy called Mr. Happy, and several steamy scenes that don't fade-to-black, this book is not intended for readers under the age of eighteen.*
Agony
I was five when my smack-addict mom met Hades Colgrave, leader of the Chicago Gravediggers, AKA the worst sadist known to man. I was raised with the other Colgrave children, including the heir to the throne, Tyr, but I was never one of them. That's why I was the one who was beaten whenever Tyr stepped out of line, and that fool stepped out a lot. How many times did I suffer because of Tyr? My hatred for him grew with every tooth knocked from my head and every drop of blood that I lost.
Ecstasy
War with my Uncle Hades is finally at hand. I will rain vengeance down on him for destroying my family's club, the Chicago Gravediggers. More than that, I'll avenge every wound Ginger Sisko suffered at Hades's hand. Ginger is the reason I abandoned my family's club to that madman and started my own. Now that I'm in charge, I can watch over Ginger to my heart's content.
And watch her I do.
To keep her safe.
To keep everything around her under my absolute control.
To keep her under my absolute control. Because she's mine.
She just doesn't know it yet.
WAR
When Tyr set up his new club in Chicago, the same city as his uncle's club, I knew what that meant—war. As much as I hated Tyr, I hated Hades even more, so if Tyr wants me to stay close while chaos begins to swirl all around me, I can endure it. But what I'm not sure I can endure are Tyr's relentless attacks on my defenses against him. They're crumbling fast, and I'm left wondering if this villain in my life has been a hero all along.
107,000 words
*GRAVE CURSE is a contemporary romance with a true Alpha Hero who's half-stalker, half-menace and all about the woman who is his ride-or-die. As always, no cliffhangers, love triangles, or cheating. Due to adult language, violence, death, destruction of a lingerie store, a personal toy called Mr. Happy, and several steamy scenes that don't fade-to-black, this book is not intended for readers under the age of eighteen.*