Also by this author: The Matchmaker's Replacement (Wingmen Inc., #2)
Destructive King by Rachel Van Dyken
Series: Mafia Royals #3
on January 12, 2021
Genres: Dark, Mafia, Romance, Crime
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A mafia romance about love and loss by Rachel Van Dyken, the number one New York Times bestselling author of the Eagle Elite series.
…When you awaken in the morning's hushI am the swift uplifting rushOf quiet birds in circled flight.I am the soft stars that shine at night.Do not stand at my grave and cry;I am not there. I did not die. — Mary Elizabeth Fyre
"I'm sorry for your loss." I would rather be tortured for an eternity than hear those damn words from one more person, as if Claire, my dead fiancé, was a cell phone or car keys.How about, I'm sorry your life is over.I'm sorry you want to die too.I'm sorry you see her in your dreams and wake up only to relive the nightmare.I'm supposed to be the strongest of them all. Ash Abandonato, ruler, assassin, made man, brother, friend—instead, I hurt everyone I touch in hopes that they'll feel even a sliver of the pain that bears down on my shoulders.I didn't lose.It was taken from me.And it's all her fault, Annie Smith.I daydream about her death.And then I close my eyes, and I see her soft smile. I feel her touch, her kiss—it was a mistake what we did that night, but I can't take it back, and now she's under my father's protection—my protection.My worst enemy.The woman I'm the most attracted to.I can't decide if I want to strangle her or kiss her, and now that she's stuck in my life, my only goal is to make her feel the same loss I do and destroy her in the process.I'll trick her with my touch.Seduce her with my kiss.And in the end, when my enemy is at her most vulnerable—I'll bring down an entire Empire and continue my reign as King.Bow down, I'll say as I bring the Five Families to their knees.Blood in.Never out.Damned.
Have you ever watched your heart break outside your body? Ever feel like you’re dying, and you can’t breathe, all while you’re trying to climb outside of your own skin? Like you’re spiraling out of control and there’s nothing you can do to stop it?
This book just consumed me whole. I felt everything from heartbreak to joy, it was all consuming and such a rollercoaster of emotions. I loved every minute of it.
We’ve been here before it seems, my Chase was drowning in it and crawled out of the ashes alive. Stronger. But this isn’t that book, and Ash isn’t his father, and this isn’t the same ride. So strap in and get ready for the adventure. Say hello to my BF Chase while you’re there. May the odds be ever in your favor.
Welcome to the mafia. Blood in. No out.
“I don’t believe in nirvana
But the way that we love in the night gave me life
Baby, I can’t explain
That the way you hold me, hold me, hold me, hold me, hold me
Feels so holy, holy, holy, holy, holy
Runnin’ to the altar like a track star
Can’t wait another second
‘Cause the way you hold me, hold me, hold me, hold me, hold me
Feels so holy”
(Holy by Justin Bieber)
“And the package?” Panic pitched my question two octaves too high.
Sympathy mirrored in the depths of his gaze. “I need them to make sure there’s no bomb.”
“Then why are you still here?” My voice trembled. Why not let me die?
“Because here is where you are.”
“The only difference between the dark and the light is one small switch. The things in the dark still exist in the light.”
“Sometimes I still think about it, about how I punished myself because I didn’t deserve better, because I was so used to the darkness I forgot the light even existed.”
“You have. You love. You lose. And then you live – the universe gives you no other choice but to wipe your tears, and take a breath, and manage one small step and then another. One day ‘all you can do’ turns into what saves your soul.”
“No.” Nixon was up next. “I disagree. You give up everything for those you love at the risk of your own happiness; to do anything else isn’t love.”
I barked out a laugh. “Yeah, yeah, you won Trace, you’re such a dick sometimes.” He laughed with me. “You’re lucky I love my wife.”
“And you’re lucky you do too. Otherwise, I’d kill you for loving mine.” Nixon said so casually I had to flip him off. I meant it. My wife was….everything Trace wasn’t. She was perfect. Mine.
(god I love Chase <3<3<3)
“She’d seen me as a hero. And I’d been nothing but the villain.”
“Maybe that’s the danger with your stupid white horses…men come riding in on them pretending to be your savior, and it’s too late…too late to realize that they were the villain the entire time.”
“Maybe you’ve lost your hope, but that doesn’t mean I’ve lost mine. I will fight for you. Annie. I will win you. This villain. This monster. This destructive king.”
“Lonely recognizes lonely, and sad recognizes sad, desolate recognizes desolate…Lost.” Her eyes met mine then. “Recognizes lost.”
“It was you. Maybe there’s no way to explain Ash Abandonato, except he’s dark when he needs to be, light when it’s asked of him – hero and villain. I can’t imagine you any other way.”