Chapters (64)
- Book Description
- About Kennedy Ryan
- Also from Kennedy Ryan
- Acknowledgments from the Author
- Book Description
- Dedication
- Prologue
- Part One
- Chapter One
- Chapter Two
- Chapter Three
- Chapter Four
- Chapter Five
- Chapter Six
- Chapter Seven
- Part Two
- Chapter Eight
- Chapter Nine
- Chapter Ten
- Chapter Eleven
- Chapter Twelve
- Chapter Thirteen
- Chapter Fourteen
- Chapter Fifteen
- Chapter Sixteen
- Chapter Seventeen
- Chapter Eighteen
- Chapter Nineteen
- Chapter Twenty
- Chapter Twenty-One
- Chapter Twenty-Two
- Chapter Twenty-Three
- Chapter Twenty-Four
- Chapter Twenty-Five
- Chapter Twenty-Six
- Chapter Twenty-Seven
- Chapter Twenty-Eight
- Chapter Twenty-Nine
- Chapter Thirty
- Chapter Thirty-One
- Chapter Thirty-Two
- Chapter Thirty-Three
- Chapter Thirty-Four
- Chapter Thirty-Five
- Chapter Thirty-Six
- Chapter Thirty-Seven
- Chapter Thirty-Eight
- Chapter Thirty-Nine
- Chapter Forty
- Chapter Forty-One
- Chapter Forty-Two
- Chapter Forty-Three
- Chapter Forty-Four
- Chapter Forty-Five
- Chapter Forty-Six
- Chapter Forty-Seven
- Chapter Forty-Eight
- Chapter Forty-Nine
- Epilogue
- Author’s Note
- An excerpt from The Kingmaker by Kennedy Ryan
- Discover 1001 Dark Nights Collection Seven
- Discover the World of 1001 Dark Nights
- Special Thanks
Thank you LJ Shen for answering all my obnoxious questions, (and asking your husband the ones you didn’t know! Hahaha!) for reading early when the book was not at its best and giving me insight to make it better. That means a lot. You mean a lot, my “tell it like it is” friend, and you’ll always be my Molly.
Thanks to my promo team! (Kennedy's Krew, BlockStars, Pinkballerz and Kennedy's Crusaders). You guys are the best in the game. Your hearts are huge and I’m humbled by your support. To my Kennedy Ryan Books group on Facebook, THANK YOU for being my virtual soft landing. You keep me encouraged and give me a safe place to celebrate every single day. I love you! To Melissa Panio-Peterson, THANK YOU for being my right arm and left flank. Hehehehe. I ask a lot, and you never complain. I don’t tell you enough how much your presence in my life makes things easier. I love you.
To my mama, Aunt Evelyn and Aunt Joyce, the first queens I ever met. The women who showed me as much as they told me. Who put compassion and character on display and taught me what real power looked like—the power to help others and make the world better where and when you can.
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Book Description
Table of Contents
Book Description
About Kennedy Ryan
Also from Kennedy Ryan
Acknowledgments from the Author
Dedication
Prologue
Part One
Chapter One
Chapter Two
Chapter Three
Chapter Four
Chapter Five
Chapter Six
Chapter Seven
Part Two
Chapter Eight
Chapter Nine
Chapter Ten
Chapter Eleven
Chapter Twelve
Chapter Thirteen
Chapter Fourteen
Chapter Fifteen
Chapter Sixteen
Chapter Seventeen
Chapter Eighteen
Chapter Nineteen
Chapter Twenty
Chapter Twenty-One
Chapter Twenty-Two
Chapter Twenty-Three
Chapter Twenty-Four
Chapter Twenty-Five
Chapter Twenty-Six
Chapter Twenty-Seven
Chapter Twenty-Eight
Chapter Twenty-Nine
Chapter Thirty
Chapter Thirty-One
Chapter Thirty-Two
Chapter Thirty-Three
Chapter Thirty-Four
Chapter Thirty-Five
Chapter Thirty-Six
Chapter Thirty-Seven
Chapter Thirty-Eight
Chapter Thirty-Nine
Chapter Forty
Chapter Forty-One
Chapter Forty-Two
Chapter Forty-Three
Chapter Forty-Four
Chapter Forty-Five
Chapter Forty-Six
Chapter Forty-Seven
Chapter Forty-Eight
Chapter Forty-Nine
Epilogue
Author’s Note
An excerpt from The Kingmaker by Kennedy Ryan
Discover 1001 Dark Nights Collection Seven
Discover the World of 1001 Dark Nights
Special Thanks
Dedication
Dedication
For all the girls who have to work twice as hard.
You know who you are.
Prologue
Prologue
Kimba
Two Years Before Present
Is there anything sadder than a daddy’s girl at her father’s funeral?
My mother’s quiet sniffs a few seats down give me the answer.
A grieving widow.
“He was a good man,” someone in the long line of mourners offering condolences whispers to her.