Sweetest Kill

By Michelle Congdon

With Caleb Spencer gone, there is only one person remaining on my list. Ryuu. And I’m coming straight for him.

But just when I thought my biggest issue was Russian mobster boss, Mikhail Sokolov, expecting me to play by his rules, life found a way to flip my entire world as I know upside down.

If I want Ryuu dead, I’ll have to move quickly, before I have time to rethink and back away. The only problem is I might very well lose the one man who has risked everything for me.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Michelle Congdon
• Release date: Aug 31, 2015
• ISBN: 9781311414854

Michelle Congdon

Michelle Congdon resides in Sydney, Australia. She has a Dalmatian named Jett, who to this day continues to hold an 8 year grudge against her after she had to leave him with her parents when she moved to the big city- this only proves animals are much like their owners. Michelle enjoys reading books of all sorts of genres, watching way too many movies and TV shows (and Disney cartoons), singing out aloud to her favorite hits and going on adventures involving food and travel. Michelle is loud, talks a lot and shares an ever-growing list of fictional husbands with a friend. From when she was a small girl, she has always had an overactive imagination and has tried to put it to good use by sharing her stories with anyone willing to listen.

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Sweetest Kill

Michelle Congdon

Copyright © 2015 by Michelle Congdon

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Sweet Fury is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, brands, media, and incidents are either the product of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously. The author acknowledges the trademarked status and trademark owners of various products referenced in this work of fiction, which have been used without permission. The publication/use of these trademarks is not authorized, associated with, or sponsored by the trademark owners.

Editing by: Hot Tree Editing

Contents

Prologue

Chapter One

Chapter Two

Chapter Three

Chapter Four

Chapter Five

Chapter Six

Chapter Seven

Chapter Eight

Chapter Nine

Chapter Ten

Chapter Eleven

Chapter Twelve

Chapter Thirteen

Chapter Fourteen

Epilogue

PROLOGUE

I’m cold and drenched, but I’m not moving anywhere. The rain continues to pour down, making it hard to see through the window I’m standing in front of. A drop of water lands in my eye and I blink it away in annoyance, only to be hit with another droplet. No matter what, I refuse to tear my gaze away from the two figures I can see inside. It’s Ryuu and his young daughter. He’s reading her a story by the fireplace. She’s sitting on his lap, dressed in a white, frilly nightgown, smiling as she points at the pages.

My mind travels back to the years I was a small child, after Ryuu supposedly found me beaten and almost unconscious on his doorstep. He never read me stories. Not like this. He never sat me down and laughed as I pulled faces. Never brushed or played with my hair and tied it into a loose braid. No. I lived out most of my childhood in a dark room with nothing but fighting equipment. I trained day and night, six days a week, while he watched and would hit me with a thin stick every time I messed up. On the seventh day, I was allowed to rest, but would have to spend the day with my head buried inside books; after all, education was still important.

I was never his daughter. I can see that now. I was taken for one purpose, to be his ultimate weapon. He knew from the moment he slaughtered my family what he wanted of me, and I fell into his sticky trap. Well, not anymore.

A movement to my left distracts me. I swiftly glance in the direction and see one of Ryuu’s guard’s, who hasn’t quite died.

I’d snuck through a secret entrance, which only key members of the family know about. I am one of them. As I anticipated, the place was heavily guarded, but no one quite expected me to appear through an underground passageway. I’ve killed most of the men out here, only the guards inside remain, and of course this guy who’s still alive.

Frustrated, I make my way over to the man. I drag him up by the shoulders and take hold of either side of his head. With a quick, firm flick, I snap his neck. The sound of his bone snapping reminds me I’m another step closer to Ryuu, and it brings a smile to my face.

Dropping his lifeless body, I return to the window. I catch a figure dressed in all black leave the room, just as Ryuu and his daughter get to their feet. There’s a slight rush in his moves now, especially in the way he ushers his daughter out the door. This can only mean one thing. He knows I’m here.

I reach behind me and wrap my fingers tightly around the handle of my large dagger.

It’s time to hunt.

CHAPTER ONE

ONE WEEK EARLIER

Emery, can you stop doing that, please? Grady chuckles as I run my nails along the sensitive part of his stomach once more. He tenses and shifts away from my unwavering fingers. Ignoring his plea, I continue, giggling as I lean in and press my lips against his collarbone. He stills, pulls the book he is reading away and then gently hits me over the head with it. I said stop, woman. I’m trying to read.

You’re no fun. I lean back and pout, expecting him to react, but he doesn’t. Instead, he returns to his book as if nothing ever happened.

I roll my eyes,