Rina Kent

From USA Today bestselling author Rina Kent comes a new STANDALONE MM college romance. I'm not attracted to men. Or so I thought before I slammed into Nikolai Sokolov. A mafia heir, a notorious bastard, and a violent monster. An ill-fated meeting puts me in his path. And just like that, he has his sights set on me. A quiet artist, a golden boy, and his enemy's twin brother. He doesn't seem to care that the odds are stacked against us. In fact, he sets out to break my steel-like control and blur my limits. I thought my biggest worry was being noticed by Nikolai. I'm learning the hard way that being wanted by this beautiful nightmare is much worse. This book can be read on its own, but for a better understanding of the world, you might want to start with God of Malice.

God of Fury

Sophia

I lift my hand, about to pull at my skull. Sometimes, I wish I could smash it against the nearest wall and watch as everything spills and shatters.

How dare he talk to me in that mocking tone?

I’m Brandon King and that last name means something in this world.

But you don’t. Without your papa’s last name, you’re nothing.

Without my punctual set of actions, I’m nothing.

 every day, I wake up at five. No exception—not during holidays, not after a night of drinking or partying or doing whatever is expected from a uni student. Five. Always. Every single day.

Then I put on my clothes, do a smoothie, and go for a run at five thirty. Back at seven. Shower. Breakfast. Wallow in my studio for another hour or two. Then school. Then I go to practice with the lacrosse team. More wallowing. Talking, smiling, laughing, caring, texting, liking, being.

 in and day out, I have to exist. To be out there and fucking stay there. In the middle of people with blurry faces and names and personalities.

I got a better reaction from him by plucking out his AirPods, blondie.      Not that I care.

And yet my hand twitches, demanding I throw her off the nearest, steepest cliff.

 dare she interrupt our morning ritual that’s been going on for three days?

The upgraded nausea dies down and I’m hit with the familiar feeling of fucked-up Brandon in epic proportions.

 ink swells beneath my feet and I feel my stomach churning.

When the others try to interfere, he drives his fists in their faces in a long succession of punches.

And yet as I stand here, the only feeling that goes through me is resounding relief.

Want to blame me again?” I murmur against his skin. 

A puff of air leaves his mouth and he nods once.

I slam my lips to his, taking what’s mine.

I'm terrified of what he might do in this book

The first time I’ve considered taking the pain as long as I get the pleasure first.

“It’s just a scratch.” I try to retrieve it, but he tightens his grip on my wrist. Over the watch I never remove.

“We’re strangers in public, Nikolai. I mean it.”

“Fiiiine. Any other dictatorial conditions?”

“That’s it for now. I’ll let you know if I come up with anything else.”

“Since we’re done with that stupidity. It’s time for my condition.” He wraps his fingers around my neck. “Don’t run away from me again. If you do, I’ll flip the whole world upside down to find you. You're mine now, baby."

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