End Game: A Valentine Wedding: Games We Play

By Lindsey Powell

The underworld never sleeps, not even when there's a wedding… 

 

Joey and Paige.

King and Queen.

Meant to be.

And now they are about to make their union official.

A sprinkle of murder, a whole lot of steam, and A Valentine Wedding.

A Games We Play short story.

 

*It is advised to read Checkmate before End Game as it may enhance your reading experience if you do.*

• Language: English
• Publisher: Lindsey Powell
• Release date: Apr 22, 2022
• ISBN: 9798201640682

Book preview

END GAME

END GAME

A Valentine Wedding

LINDSEY POWELL

CONTENTS

Books by Lindsey Powell

Chapter 1

Chapter 2

Chapter 3

Chapter 4

Chapter 5

Chapter 6

Chapter 7

Chapter 8

A note from the author

CHECKMATE

Prologue - Joey

Prologue - Paige

About the Author

Content copyright © Lindsey Powell 2022

Cover design by Wicked Dreams Publishing

All rights reserved. No part of this book may be reproduced or utilised in any form, or by any electronic or mechanical means, without the prior written permission of the author.

The characters and events portrayed in this book are fictional. Any similarities to other fictional workings, or real persons (living or dead), names, places, and companies is purely coincidental and not intended by the author.

The right of Lindsey Powell to be identified as the author of this work has been asserted by her in accordance with the Copyright, Designs and Patents act 1988.

Except for the original material written by the author, all mention of films, television shows and songs, song titles, and lyrics mentioned in the novel, End Game: A Valentine Wedding, are the property of the songwriters and copyright holders.

BOOKS BY LINDSEY POWELL

The Perfect Series

Perfect Stranger

Perfect Memories

Perfect Disaster

Perfect Beginnings

The Complete Perfect Series

Part of Me Series

Part of Me

Part of You

Part of Us

Part of Me: Complete Series

Control Duet

Losing Control

Taking Control

Games We Play Series

Checkmate

Poker Face

Dark Roulette

End Game: A Valentine Wedding

A Valentine Christmas

Games We Play: The Complete Collection

Wreck My Heart Series

Wrecking Ball

The Untouchable Brother

Forbidden Fruits Series

Deny Me

Infatuate Me

Seduce Me

Forbid Me

Stand-alone

Take Me

Fixation

Don’t Look Back

Too Much, Not Enough

Room Service

CHAPTER ONE

Paige

For fuck’s sake, Miles, cut it out, I say as I feel my blood pressure rising.

Ah, you know I’m just playing with you, Paige, Miles says, ever the joker––soon to be dead joker if he carries on trying to wind me up about my husband-to-be.

Not exactly a good way to try and joke though, is it? Meghan says as she rolls her eyes and takes a sip of her wine.

What? Miles replies with a shrug of his shoulders as he tries to look innocent. Fucker couldn’t look innocent even if he dressed up as a great big cuddly bear.

Telling Paige that you’re going to have strippers galore at his stag do is a sure-fire way to cause a shitload of bloodshed, you moron, Meghan says as she puts her wine glass on the table and leans back in the chair, crossing her arms over her chest.

Well, that’s fun too, Miles says, and I can’t help but scoff because this is typical Miles behaviour.

Miles has been my top drug runner for the last few years, and I have covered his ass on more than one occasion. I guess I have a soft spot for the cheeky bastard. I don’t have soft spots for many, so he should count himself lucky.

Meghan came into the fold six months ago, after Joey and I took down her brothers and essentially gave her her freedom back, but that’s a story for another day. Right now, all I give a shit about is marrying Joey Valentine. A guy who broke my heart once before but won it back when I realised that he was made for me––and vice versa, regardless of what happened in the past. We’ve both made peace with our fuck ups, and now we are just two weeks away from the underworld wedding of the century.

So, what are you guys actually doing for his stag do then? Meghan asks.

Oh, Meghan, you know I can’t tell you, Miles says with a smirk as he walks around the table and heads for the back door. He opens it but then pauses. Well, I can’t tell you anymore than I have already. And then he makes a quick exit, closing the door behind him.

Fucker, Meghan says as I laugh.

You two really need to fuck that hatred out of your systems, I tell her as I join her at the table, sitting on the chair opposite her.

Ugh, no thanks. Been there, done that, and got fucked over in the process.

Look, I know he’s been a prick in the past, but I also know that he’s sorry in his own way, I say, because it’s the truth. Miles is the fuck boy that screwed up his chances but regrets it. I know he does.

He hardly shows it, Meghan says as she picks up the wine bottle and pours herself another glass.

"He’s Miles… when does he ever