Royally Treasured

Royal Sons MC #4

by Elle Boon

Genre: Contemporary Romance MC

Lennox had big dreams…until one night all her hopes and dreams came crashing down, sending her running back home.

Duke is judge, jury, and executioner…when it comes to those who fall under his protection, he’ll stop at nothing to keep them safe.

Life lessons are sometimes best given with a little help…as Duke finds those responsible for hurting Lennox, he’ll make sure they pay the ultimate price with a little help from some friends. Will she be able to accept the man he is, knowing he isn’t a knight in shining armor? Lennox has been through hell, but having a
man like Duke willing to do anything to keep her safe is more than she could hope for.

Welcome to the Royal Sons, y’all. They might seem like the good guys, but they’re hot, they’re bad, they’re dirty, and they’re gonna drag you down to Hell with them, but you’ll have a smile on your face the entire time and you’ll enjoy every minute of the ride.

“I’ll always catch you, Dancer.” He put her a little away from him. There were a thousand
ways to take what he said. His eyes bore into hers as she took a step away. “No more running from me, from us. You want wings, I’ll help you find your way to fly, but I’ll be dammed if I let you soar over flames when I can take the heat and let you ride the clouds.”
Her heart flipped and tiny butterflies fluttered in her stomach at the words he’d said and
didn’t say. He wasn’t saying he wanted to clip her wings, but wanted to keep her safe. “That was, no is the sweetest thing I’ve ever heard.”
He nodded. “I can do sweet. I can do dirty. What I can’t do is watch you leave again. Nine
minutes. Get going. I’ll use the bathroom down the hall. We got a lot to talk about after I talk to King.”
Lennox pressed a hand to her stomach. “Alright,” she agreed.
Duke left the bedroom, taking the air with him, or at least that’s what it felt like to her. She made quick work of using the bathroom, brushing her teeth and hair. “Holy shit, I look like something the cat dragged in,” she said to her reflection. After she swept her hair into a ponytail, swapped the pajamas for another borrowed outfit, she headed out in search of Duke.
Voices drew her to the kitchen where she found King and Duke seated at the counter while Ayesha stood at the stove, pulling out a pan from the oven. “Can I help?” she asked.
“Sure, butter some toast?” Ayesha nodded toward the counter where a toaster sat with a loaf of bread next to it.
“I offered. Why’d I get shot down?” Duke asked.
“Because you burn toast, brother,” King said.
Tiana came in, rubbing her eyes. “Mornin’, everyone. What smells so good?”
“I made eggbake,” Ayesha announced.
Lennox looked at the two baking dishes with a nice layer of melted cheese on top. “Um,
what is eggbake?” she asked.
“It’s an old family recipe where you take hash browns and layer the bottom of the pan, then
you mix eggs, shredded, or chopped ham, cheddar cheese, a little bit of salt and pepper, pour that over the hash browns, layer more cheese on top and bake covered for an hour or so. Once the eggbake is done, you uncover and let the cheese brown.”

“That sounds delicious.” She got to work popping bread into the toaster, buttering them all while feeling Duke’s eyes on her. The man made her nervous on a level she wasn’t all too sure she was ready for. Turning around with her hands full of toast, she met his intent stare, whatever her reservations might be, there was no doubt he would bulldoze right over them. And knowing her heart, mind, and body the way she did, she also knew there would be no way she would utter one protest. She’d wanted that sexy as sin biker since she’d decided Ken and Barbie should sleep in the same bed in her playhouse, only she’d named them after her and Duke. Her nipples hardened beneath his gaze, a reaction he zeroed in on if his little grin was any indication.
“You need any help, Dancer?” he asked in a smooth velvet voice.
Oh she needed help. Only the help she needed would most likely get King to do more than
bang on their door and yell. “No, I’m good. You need a refill before I sit down?” She nodded
toward his mostly empty coffee cup.
“I got it, sit down, Lennox.” Ayesha poured coffee into King’s cup then Duke’s.
They all sat down, eating like a family. Lennox couldn’t remember the last time she’d done
anything so…normal. “This is wonderful, Ayesha.” She held her fork up with the last bite of her breakfast on it.
The other woman beamed. “Thanks. I don’t mind cooking.”
“I hate it,” Tiana said. “Can I go?”
“You’re on clean up duty, ma’am.” Ayesha leaned against King as he put his arm around
her, letting him speak.
Lennox scooted her chair back. “I’ll help.”
Duke put his hand on her arm. “Sit down. T’s got it.”
She opened her mouth to argue, closing it when she recognized the warning glint in Duke’s.
Without a word, she slid back into the chair, taking a sip of her coffee. Ayesha had her lower lip inside her mouth. Clearly she too wanted to do or say something, but there was undercurrents going on that Lennox knew nothing about.
Tiana stomped to the sink, taking her plate and the others that were empty with her. She
didn’t say a word other than to sigh loudly while wiping the scraps down the garbage disposal before loading the dishwasher.
“Duke and I need to head to the clubhouse. You three can head up about forty-five minutes after us.” King made it an order more so than a recommendation.

“Sounds like a plan. What do you want to do for lunch?” Ayesha asked.
King pulled her out of the chair she was in, turning her to face him. Her legs easily moved to straddle his lap. “Mmm, I have a few requests,” he murmured.
“Ugg, really?” Tiana groaned.
Lennox stared at the young girl, worried she would get into trouble for her outburst. Her first instinct was to jump in front of Tiana, protecting her from King. “Um, I—” her words were cut off.

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Elle Boon is a reader first and foremost…and of course if you know her she’s the crazy lady with purple hair. She’s also a USA Today Bestselling Author who lives in Middle-Merica as she likes to say…with her husband and Kally Kay her black lab who also thinks she’s her writing partner (She happens to sit next to her begging for treats and so takes a lot of credit). She has two amazing kids Jazz and Goob and is a MiMi to one adorable little nugget named Romy or RomyGirl (greatest job EVER) who has totally won over everyone who sees hers (If anyone says a hair bow is too big they’re crazy). She’s known for saying “Bless Your Heart” and dropping lots of F-bombs (I mean lots of F-BOMBS but who is keeping track?).

She loves where this new journey has taken her and has no plans on stopping. She writes what she loves to read, and that’s romance, whether it’s about Navy SEALs, HOT as F**K MC heroes, or paranormal alphas. #dontlookdown is a thing you will need to google. “wink” With all her stories you’re guaranteed a happily ever after, no matter what twisted thing her mind has come up with. Her biggest hope is that after readers have read one of her stories, they fall in love with her characters as much as she does. She loves creating new worlds, and has more stories just waiting to be written. Elle believes in happily ever after and can guarantee you will always get one within the pages of her books.
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Akra’s Demons

Ravens of War #5

Elle Boon

Genre: Paranormal Romance

When the ones who are supposed to love and protect are the ones who—kill you, you tend to be a little jaded. Akra won’t let a little thing like death keep her down, much, except Hell is a long way down.

AKRA—A rare creature of myth and power…
The only thing worse than dying is being killed by those who are supposed to love and protect you, not once but twice. Thousands of years couldn’t dull the pain but it definitely sharpened Akra’s battle skills. Until she’s betrayed once again and given a new life, void of the strength she once possessed a demoness. But when fate grants her the revenge she’s been waiting an eternity to achieve, is it simply a darker destiny set in motion from the past?

BALKY—Half brother to Zeus…
Cursed from the moment he’d been created, his true origins hidden behind a hideous veneer, he did what he had to survive. Balthazar knows all about evil, inside and out as he’s forced to do his master’s bidding, controlling the beast within himself lest he becomes the monster he loathes. Until he sees a being worthy of saving, sacrificing a part of himself, knowing it would likely cost his very soul.

ICHIROU—A former demon-possessed Grim Reaper…
Locked inside his own mind, Ichirou spent his entire life possessed by a demon who only allowed him slivers of clarity. The moment a being who willing gave a piece of himself to save him, Ichirou was freed from the demon, bonding with the man who thought he was irredeemable. Together they form a blood brother bond that’s shaken to their core by one crazy female—Akra.
Viscerally, Akra is the perfect female… Except she’s a demoness. A being they both loathe. However, neither man can deny she awakens something deep within them, a primal part that had been dormant and shows no sign of going away. Akra is unlike anyone they’ve ever encountered and soon they realize she is their Fated.

Can Balky with the blood of Zeus running through him, and Ichirou with the knowledge of his demon, save Akra from an old enemy and find happiness, or will history repeat itself?

The Ravens of War Series continues in the thrilling fifth installment of Elle Boon’s world of larger than life heroes and powerful heroines…Get ready for a fast-paced, innovative play on mythology that will have you spellbound from beginning to end. Ps. You’ll probably wonder if a sane person wrote these, and the answer is…” Eh, what is sane?”

Content Warning: Crazy demonesses rule in this book (We’ve already decided that is a word… ‘cause I made it up), Zeus Zeus Zeus. Um, did I say Zeus?
Yeah he is so unlike any you’ve heard of, and piles of smexy demi-gods and a mix of other beasts to spice up your life. Ps. You’re welcome “wink”.

She fisted herhands, feeling her nails turning to claws. “I will go alone to seemy sister,” she announced.

Bakra stepped infront of her, making her growl. “Don’t take that tone with me,Akra. I don’t care who you were in this lifetime.” She gesturedto the space around them. “You are Akra now. We go with you. Wedidn’t protect you before, but now, we will, even if it’s fromyourself.” She pounded her fist against her own chest.

Several gruntsfollowed Bakra’s statement. Akra looked behind her to see herwarriors with their fists over their hearts. She bared her teethknowing they weren’t as impressive when they weren’t fangs.“Fine, but if you get in my way when I go to kill the little whore,I will gut you.”

“Pfft, likethat’s scary. Not,” Menka joked.

They’d hadtheir guts ripped out a time or two by different demons. Alwaysthey’d healed…it just took time and some painfilled effort to putthem back to rights. However, being on the surface of the Earth, noneof them knew what would happen should they suffer a death blow. Sheshook her head and moved around Bakra. “Don’t get dead,” shesnarled.

“Same to you,”Bakra said loud enough Akra heard her even though she’d alreadytaken several steps away. The demoness never had to yell in order forthe others to hear, her tone always seemed to carry.

By the time shemade it to where the royal family lived, she was fighting the urge tothrow up. Full night had fallen, no longer needing to keep to theshadows, although they all still worked to hide their presence tokeep from setting off alarms. She wondered if anyone had found thedead guards or not. When no shouts had been made, she wondered whyher father hadn’t made a better system, but if Turi was in charge,maybe he was too sure of himself. It was something the young Sultanwould be foolish to continue.

“Here we are,”she announced.

“You lead. Wefollow,” Bakra said unnecessarily.

Several guardswere placed around the perimeter of the structure. Akra watched theirmovements before deciding the best way to go in. She inched slowly upbehind a larger guard, wrapping her arm around his neck. “Sssh, goto sleep,” she whispered even though he had no choice as she cutoff his air supply and sent him into a slumber. With ease, she pulledhis unconscious body into a dark alcove, then she and the otherswalked into the palace she’d called home. Not much had changed inthe time she’d been gone whether it had been a year or fifty. Itall looked eerily familiar. Instead of giving her mind time towander, she marched down the hallway that led to what she assumedwould be Turi and Kumiko’s rooms, her stomach churning the closershe got.

“I said do notdisturb me,” a deep voice growled.

“You do nothave the right to tell me what I can and cannot do in my home.”

Akra paused atthe familiar voice, yet the whining tone held a note she hadn’theard. She held up her hand, stopping the others.

“Ah, that iswhere you are wrong, baishunpu,” he snarled.

Hearing Turi callher sister a whore made her smile.

“I am yourwife.” Kumiko’s voice was raised to an almost hysterical scream.

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Elle Boon is a reader first and foremost…and of course if you know her she’s the crazy lady with purple hair. She’s also a USA Today Bestselling Author who lives in Middle-Merica as she likes to say…with her husband and Kally Kay her black lab who also thinks she’s her writing partner (She happens to sit next to her begging for treats and so takes a lot of credit). She has two amazing kids Jazz and Goob and is a MiMi to one adorable little nugget named Romy or RomyGirl (greatest job EVER) who has totally won over everyone who sees hers (If anyone says a hair bow is too big they’re crazy). She’s known for saying “Bless Your Heart” and dropping lots of F-bombs (I mean lots of F-BOMBS but who is
keeping track?).

She loves where this new journey has taken her and has no plans on stopping.
She writes what she loves to read, and that’s romance, whether it’s about Navy SEALs, HOT as F**K MC heroes, or paranormal alphas. #dontlookdown is a thing you will need to google. “wink” With all her stories you’re guaranteed a happily ever after, no matter what twisted thing her mind has come up with. Her biggest hope is that after readers have read one of her stories, they fall in love
with her characters as much as she does. She loves creating new worlds, and has more stories just waiting to be written. Elle believes in happily ever after and can guarantee you will always get one within the pages of her books.

Connect with Elle online, she loves to hear from you.

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