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The Baddest Boys in History are back! – The Bastard by Inez Kelley

The Bastard, a paranormal romance by Inez KelleyIn the battle between good and evil, humans have never been more than collateral damage. Now they are prey. Mankind doesn’t need a hero. It needs a sinner.

Corrupt. Wicked. Nefarious. Contemptible….

The Baddest Boys in History are back!

You read about them in school. Now learn the truth. Real men. No vampires, no werewolves, no magic. Just down and dirty raw power —sin to sin, evil to evil, bad to bad. They fight for humanity. It was that or eternal damnation.

They agreed to risk their souls. No one told them they would lose their hearts.


Vike died in blood, in battle, in betrayal. His ruthlessness was second only to his brutality. Now one woman makes his blood sing and he’ll stop at nothing to save her. He only has to face half of Hell to do it.

Lacy is unknowingly descended from an ancient Holy line. Someone is slowly destroying her life and wants her dead. A fierce Viking comes to her rescue, and in his arms, she finds more than safety.

If Vike can’t protect Lacy, he’ll have to kill her. And for a bastard, what’s one woman worth when the entire world is in jeopardy?


At a splintering picnic table, they split a funnel cake, feeding each other bites and licking off powdered sugar. He started with licking the white sprinkles from her fingertips, then leaned close and removed every crystal from her lips. There was something illicit in sitting with him, in a crowd of people, kissing like teenagers. The playfully sexual interlude did more for her spirits than any drug in the world.

“Stop.” Erik pulled back and sucked in a huge lungful of air. “I can’t think when you kiss me like that.”

Lacy laughed. “You were kissing me back.”

“Yeah, but I’m a guy. I think with my dick.” He took a fast gulp of his lemonade. “Talk about something else so my hard-on goes down.”

She couldn’t stop her eyes from dropping to his lap. The denim was stretched tight across his groin and his zipper strained. Pure feminine power filled her.

“Lacy, it’s never going to get soft if you keep looking at it.”

Grinning, she shrugged. “Sorry.”

“Not as sorry as I am,” he muttered. His attention swept the fairgrounds like a soldier searching for the enemy. A few coworkers and friends stopped by, supposedly to check on her, but most were ogling Erik. He nodded politely, but kept his greetings cool, making it obvious he wanted Lacy to himself. Normally that possessive caveman shit would have irritated her, but since she didn’t want to share him either, she let it slide.

“Seems like you know everybody,” he said.

“Probably do. It’s a small town.”

“You said you lived there?” He pointed toward the Victorian.

“Yeah, from fifteen until eighteen. I moved to Virginia for a few months but came back.”

“Why Virginia?”

The grin slid from her face. She watched a toddler with his nose buried in a dripping red Sno-cone. “My fiancé was stationed there. Chris was in the Navy.”

Beside her, Erik stiffened. “You like sailors?”

She turned her head at the odd tone in his voice. Every soldier she’d ever met carried a vibe, a warrior mentality. Erik had that in spades. Why hadn’t she seen that before? “Were you Navy?”

“Something like that, I guess. Not in this country.” He shook his cup and watched the ice rattle, avoiding her eyes. “Why didn’t you marry him?”

“He got deployed overseas and wanted me to come with him.” The funnel cake was cold. She picked at it, pulling tiny pieces off and laying them to the side of the paper plate. “I couldn’t leave Annie alone, you know? She was still a kid.”

“You couldn’t take her with you?”

His stare tripped over her skin like water over stones. All her secrets, her dreams, her fantasies hovered, just waiting for her to pluck them and share them with him. But it was too soon to expose that much of her heart.

“No. The state wouldn’t award me custody of her since I was only eighteen.”

When Chris got his orders, reality had crashed down. She’d had to choose between her sister and her man, a man who had no choice but to leave the country. If she married, it could’ve been years before Lacy saw her sister again. She couldn’t do it. Even though Chris had cried, sworn she was killing him and was breaking his heart into a million pieces, Lacy simply couldn’t be that far from Annie. Their parents were gone. They only had each other left.

“Do you have any brothers or sisters?”

“Not anymore.” Erik crunched ice, his jaw cracking it loud. “But I was married once.”

“What happened?”

“She was a witch.” His forced grin took the sting out of his words.

Lacy rolled her eyes. “All men say that about their ex-wives.”

“Yeah, but I mean it.”

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INEZ KELLEY was born and bred in the mountains of West Virginia. She currently resides there with her lumberjack husband, their teenage drama queen, Spawnetta, and the Demolition Duo – Damien and his twin, the Omen.

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