Assassin’s Mark (Assassins #1) by Ella Sheridan
I knew the minute I saw him that Levi Agozi was too perfect to be real. I didn’t care. He came to me, asked for me, and, dazzled by his dark good looks and the bad-boy aura surrounding him, I gave in. Willingly.My father is set to become the next governor of Virginia, and he’ll use me to get there if he has to. He’ll hand me over, virginity and all, to the man with
the biggest bank account and political pull.
I wanted something more.I wanted Levi. And I had him—until I woke up, disoriented and confused, at his mercy. He’s a bad boy, all right. A sexy, deadly assassin. And
I’m the pawn torn between him and my father, two powerful men intent on destroying each other.
I might not understand their war, but I do understand one thing: no matter who wins, I lose.
Excerpt Assassin’s Mark (Assassins #1) by Ella Sheridan
“Get your ass outside right this minute, Abigail, and wait
for Charlie to arrive. I won’t have you shaming this family.”
I was bringing shame to our family? Me? My father
expected me to marry for his convenience, for the good of his political career,
but I was the shameful one? I squeezed down on the cell, the sound of plastic
creaking in protest satisfying something inside me that ached to burst free.
Too bad I wasn’t strong enough to pulverize the damn thing.
And yet, a large part of me believed him. Always had. After all,
if I wasn’t shameful, he would love me, right?
No. Wrong. You’re not going to let that bastard poison
you anymore, Abby.
I wasn’t the Hulk, able to crush a cell phone with a single
twitch of my fingers, but I was strong enough to drop it into the trash can
full of wet paper towels and walk out of the bathroom without looking back. In
the hall, the sight of Levi leaning against the wall, obviously waiting, hands
stuffed into his pockets, brought me to an abrupt stop. My mouth went dry. I’d
spent my life trying to please a man, and look where that had gotten me.
I was already bringing shame to the Roslyn name;
maybe I should embrace the role instead of letting my father’s words cut me to
I moved closer. One side of Levi’s mouth tilted up, and he wrapped
those big hands around my hips the minute I came within reach. A gravelly
rumble escaped him, sinking beneath my skin and sending shivers to the deepest
part of my being. Heavy-lidded eyes devoured me, shouting a desire I found hard
to believe, but it was there nonetheless. Hunger. Pleasure. That look sent a
surge of desperation so strong through me that I couldn’t speak if I’d wanted
It’s now or never, Abby.
I didn’t stop or slow. I moved into his space until my body
was pressed firmly against his, lifted my chin, and met the lips that lowered