Dukes of Ruin

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The crowns of Forsyth Royalty aren't built with jewels. They're forged in blood and sacrifice. They say a parent should never pick favorites, but my d*ck of a father, Lionel Lucia, is no Ward Cleaver. He's a Count-a King of Forsyth-and all he ever wanted was a daughter to marry off and a son to secure his legacy. My sister's marriage to the leader of the Counts would keep him in control of his house. If he'd had a son, things would have been perfect. Instead, he got me. Too wild. Too rash. Too rebellious. I'm half as pretty as my sister, and twice as stubborn. I grew up under the brutal force of our father's fist, but it didn't break me. If anything, it just made me more determined to strike back. And I would have, too. If my sister hadn't disappeared. I've spent the last year at the mercy of the Kings, caged and tormented. But the three thugs who arrive in the night, masked and vicious, decide to take me for their own. There's the Maniac, with his razor-sharp smile and frantic eyes, thrashing around me ...