Duke of Tudor Cover Reveal ... Series launches June 23rd, with DEVIANT ROYAL By Amarie Avant

🔥DUKE OF TUDOR Series, COVER REVEAL🔥

Series launches June 23rd, with DEVIANT ROYAL

Reading Order:

DEVIANT ROYAL

POSSESSIVE ROYAL

REDEEMED ROYAL

 

DEVIANT ROYAL Blurb: 

Victor Tudor, a man, wrapped in mystery and temptation, gets everything he desires.

And for the moment, he craves… me.

I fought. It was a losing battle.

I ran. His relentlessness ensnared me.

I'm a token. A trinket. A toy for Victor's amusement.

He's seductive. A dangerous deviant.

Although I can't stop the madness, staying is lethal.

**

Luxury Whitson, a young beauty with a heart of gold, never catches a break. 

And for a brief time, she will be mine to possess.

She's cheeky. I'll train her mouth.

She's defiant. That kink will be straightened.

I'll keep my identity and my deadly delights away from her.

I'll protect Luxury. Spare her father's life. And once my mission is complete, return the naïve girl's heart, as ecstasy cannot last always. 

POSSESSIVE ROYALBlurb:

Our first encounter ended with me hot and bothered. 

On our first date, I wouldn't wish on my worst of enemies.

That is until the ruthless beast tempted me with a side of him I never saw.

On day twenty-eight, I broke the compulsion and my heart. Victor Tudor simply doesn't have a heart.

And I thought he was gone for good. But Victor groveled. I conceded. The process repeats.

He tastes like power, sin, and an unbreakable addiction.

While I've become Victor's to possess, I can't help the finagling feeling that I can't have Victor Tudor, the man himself.

***

On our first encounter, I bloody saved the beauty, or so I thought.

The cheeky Luxury Whitson said she needed no savior.

And while my greatest trait is taking lives, she brought out a side of me I never knew.

I decline my next mark—who I soon learned is her father.

I revived her.

Even after I've conceded to a new challenge, she still hates me--keep both Whitson's safe and tame Luxury.

Luxury tastes of innocence, honey, and pure rain.

While I'm captivated with her, I can't bloody have her. I'm not just an assassin; I'm a Royal. Duty-bound to my Queen. 

REDEEMED ROYALBlurb:

There is no greater fear than the loss of love. I've buried the woman I once wanted to spend my life with. Lost the son that I should be teaching to play rugby now.

To lose Luxury Whitson is a pain worse than death. But, as a duke and a billionaire, I've always gotten what I wanted.

She was always meant to be mine. 

Mine to own. 

Now, all I own are my bloody tears, and I'm not ready to let those fall . . . yet.