Dark Bastard
Tortured hero, healing love, redemption romance
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Dark Bastard
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India Kells
Este título utiliza narración de voz virtual
He was ready to end it all.
Now he lives to save her.
Sam Sarkhan always had a warrior’s soul. But beneath his tough exterior lies a tortured mind. Plagued by relentless nightmares and haunted by the demons from his childhood, when he calls a wrong number on the night he’s ready to end it all, fate connects him to a kindred soul who’s just as lost as he is.
Ellie McLaren becomes Sam’s saving grace. He’s determined to protect her, to make it his final mission, a chance at redemption. But in his desperate need to keep her safe, Sam drags her into a deadly game that could destroy them both.
Finch never forgot about his favorite son. Backed into a corner and more dangerous than ever, he hatches a cunning plan to lure Sam back under his control and bend him to his will. Cut off from his brothers and trapped with a madman, Sam must conquer his demons, and trust Ellie, if they want to stop his monster of a father for good.
Dark Bastard is Book 5 of the Dark Sparrow Series by India Kells, a dark, emotional romantic suspense where love and redemption are forged in pain and fire.
If you love:
- tortured soldiers with a broken past
- healing love stories born from trauma
- psychological suspense and danger
- redemption arcs that hurt so good
***Snippet***
“You have no right to push me aside like that. You might be angry at me, but you can’t dismiss me without hearing what I have to say.”
The form behind the glass stilled, his voice deep and menacing. “I said not now, Ellie.”
“Too bad for you, because I’m not stopping and now you have to listen.”
All she could see was Sam, immobile, his arms on the wall, his head bowed under the spray.
“I don’t need your anger or dismissal. You’re in an untenable situation, one that brings back memories from the worst time in your life, but remember that I’m here too, right beside you.” His silence pushed her to continue. “I’m scared but I don’t want to shut down. It would be so easy for me to return to the state I was in when we first spoke. Even if our chances aren’t good, I want to fight. That’s why I asked Panem to give me something to do. Anything so I could get out of this room, because I knew I had a better chance of finding something, anything, to help you if I’m not locked up twiddling my thumbs all day long.”
Sam sighed, and it encouraged Ellie to move forward, close to the stall. Mimicking his pose, she pressed her palms against the glass. “My sacrifice is insignificant compared to yours. I don’t mind cleaning bathrooms or polishing floors, even for Jamieson Finch, if it means I have the opportunity to get my hands on useful information for you. I’ve done worse jobs before. And Finch likes to see a woman on her knees at his feet, so it might be useful.”
With a loud shout, Sam slammed his fist into the tiles in front of him, his shoulders hunching even more. Ellie found herself inside the shower before she could think. The moment her hand touched his back, he exploded, and in a blur, Ellie found herself shoved against the wall, part of the water cascading over her, soaking her towel.
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