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Warlord of the Titans by J.K.Jones
Titans, Book 2
Lust.
Greed. Savagery. As an Omega Kristján Black is no stranger to wicked men. However, when his cousin owes a debt too great to pay back, he’s sold like cattle to the highest bidder. Captured, stripped of his identity, and sent to serve as a slave to a brutal warlord, Kristján can’t help but feel this is a fate worse than death.
Theron Decimus is a brute.
A warlord with a vicious hatred for all skrælingjar. Too bad that’s just what Kristján is. Half-human and half-wolf, he doesn’t have a place in this world, much less as a slave. As a trusted advisor to Lucious Rex, the King of the Titans, Theron is dangerous. Deadly.
And most of all, devastating.
A man that ruthlessly only wants to crush him.
Kristján must resist the temptation to let him.
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Crisp winter air slapped at his skin, snatching the little warmth he had left. Kristján bit his tongue until it bled. He said nothing as they chained him to the back of the carriage, and the horse took off at a moderate speed, slow enough for him to keep up.
Nathanial was always like this. He never cared. Even if they were cousins, to him Kristján was nothing. A yellow stain upon pure white snow. Nobody knew of their relations, and Nathanial would rather die than tell anyone. Grief settled like a shard in his chest. Kristján tried to breathe around it, but his lungs cinched tighter and tighter.
He looked back at his house, watching it fade in the distance until it became a speck.
Ridged fingertips and floral scents made the edges of his vision blur.
Nathanial had sold him to clear his debts.
As if his life was worth nothing more than a penny.
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“WHAT THE fuck is this, Nathanial?” the man spat, arms folding over his chest. Fur adorned his shoulders, his leather breastplate was glossy in the night, and his ginger hair was shaved close to his scalp. His eyes were hardened evergreens, set into a fierce glare while the rest of the men loaded the ship.
The silver-white moon hung above their heads, casting a milky glow along the surface of the sea. A wintry wind blew harshly, covering the man’s vermillion beard in frost.
“My gift to you.” Nathanial’s voice was light as a feather, his hands splayed, and his lips quirked into a coy smile. “Dearest, this is the best I could come up with.”
“It’s a fucking skrælingjar,” the man sneered. “Take it away before you scare off my men.”
“Pshh!” Nathanial admonished. “Don’t be rude. Kristján is perfectly capable of working off my debt as we agreed.”
“I didn’t agree to jack shit, you mad fuck—”
“But if you’re not satisfied…perhaps you wouldn’t mind if my father found out?” The man looked like he wanted to spit fire, his face flushing furiously. “Dammit. You’re a ruthless bitch.”
“Excellent.” Nathanial beamed, clasping his hands together. “I’ll take my leave now. Kristján is a good boy, not like that other filthy skrælingjar. You have nothing to worry about.”
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Book 1: King of the Titans
Revenge.
Resentment. Malevolence. Desire. It wraps around him like a familiar cloak.
Like a second skin. Years of war hardened his heart into something unfathomable. For centuries he knew nothing but retribution and the ruthlessness of death and decay. His clan lost the war. They were decimated, their way of life stripped, and sold to the highest bidder.
Now he finally has a chance to take back everything he lost.
To kill the King of Titans, assassin Julian White pretends to be a courtesan.
Falling in love with Lucious Rex, the man that tortured and killed his family is an unfortunate complication.
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About the Author:
Literature is in my veins and the words pour out of my blood. Message me privately to join the mailing list. I like my artsy with a bit of fartsy. I love Sundays spent drinking massive amounts of coffee and lingering over whichever book I am currently enthralled with. Favorite movies: American Beauty. Duh. What can I say? It’s a classic. Favorite place: The fort I built in my basement which my mom forced me to take down. Favorite food: Cheetos. Puffs. I don’t know what everything is crazy about the crunchy ones are crap.
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