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Fallen Dynasty Series by Isabella Starling – Read Books Online Free Ebooks good best novels to read http://www.books2020.com Sat, 18 May 2019 01:57:33 +0000 en-US hourly 1 https://wordpress.org/?v=6.9.4 http://www.books2020.com/wp-content/uploads/2020/09/favicon.png Fallen Dynasty Series by Isabella Starling – Read Books Online Free Ebooks good best novels to read http://www.books2020.com 32 32 Devil’s Sinner Read online Isabella Starling (Fallen Dynasty #3) http://www.books2020.com/devils-sinner-3-read-online-isabella-starling Sat, 18 May 2019 01:57:33 +0000 http://www.test123.demo2.xyz/devils-sinner-3-read-online-isabella-starling Genre: Dark, Romance Authors: Isabella Starling Series: Fallen Dynasty Series by Isabella Starling
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Total pages in book: 41
Estimated words: 36950 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 185(@200wpm)___ 148(@250wpm)___ 123(@300wpm)

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Read Online Books/Novels:	Devil's Sinner (Fallen Dynasty #3)
Author/Writer of Book/Novel:	Isabella Starling
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Bestselling authors Kelli Callahan and Isabella Starling present a forbidden dark romance series following the twisted, luxurious lives of the elite. My princess has been stolen. Taken away from me, ripped from my arms by a man she was supposed to trust. I won’t leave a stone unturned in my search for Violet Cabot. I’ll use every connection I have. Every cent I’ve made. I’ll kill if I have to. I’m getting her back. But the road to getting Violet back is paved with secrets… I’m about to uncover the real reason why we can’t be together. And it might just be the thing that breaks us, forever. Devil’s Sinner is the third book following Devlin Windsor and Violet Cabot. Their story begins in Devil’s Captive and continues in Devil's Plaything.
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Devlin

Two days without her, and my mind was fucked.

I could not think of anything other than her. Violet Cabot, my princess, stolen from right under my nose. I couldn't believe she was gone. I swore I'd get her back, and I'd put Jasper on the job, too, trying to make sure my princess was returned home safe and sound.

That night was a bad one. I'd downed Negroni after Negroni, a drink I usually saved for tough times when I didn't know how to deal with shit. The numbing taste of alcohol had made my thoughts frantic and frayed my patience. I was waiting for Jasper, strong fingers tapping against the solid wood of my desk, eyes trained on the door. Come on, man. Give me some fucking good news for once.

I watched the entrance to the room for what seemed like an eternity until finally, there was a knock, and I gruffly ordered the intruder to come in.

Jasper appeared in the doorframe, and from his body language alone I knew whatever he had to tell me wasn't going to be good news. I grit my teeth together, motioning for him to come inside the room. He hesitated before softly closing the door behind him.

"What is it?" I barked, barely able to hold back my anger, even though Jasper wasn't to blame for it. "What did you find out?"

"I'm afraid there's nothing, Sir. We've turned every stone, asked everyone what they knew. But she's gone, and there's no trace left of her." Jasper shifted his weight from one foot to another. He'd rarely seen me this angry, and I knew he was worried about my reaction - and for good reason.

I stood up calmly, buttoning the jacket of my suit. "Leave. Now."

"But Sir, let's..."

"No," I gritted out. "Get the fuck out right now."

He looked like he was about to say something else, but my eyes must have said it all. Jasper gave me a curt nod before leaving the room, and I took a deep breath before sweeping off everything on my desk with a swift motion of my right hand. Calmly, I regarded the mess on the floor. Important papers soaked in whiskey. Glass shards cutting into my carpet. None of it mattered, and I struggled to care about any of it.

Finally, I was starting to realize Violet was like a light in my life, and without her, I couldn't find a purpose. She was the reason I kept going all those years. Owning her, keeping her - those were my goals, and having her as my possession made me more fulfilled than anything else before her. And now, I was fucking lost. Roaming the house by myself, racking my brains with where she was... It was a fucking nightmare come to life.

I felt rage running through my veins, and for once, I wanted to give in. I'd spent a lifetime holding back my anger, swallowing the bitter truth, but now I was fucking done.

Walking over to the wall, I grabbed the bookshelf. It rattled, the accounting books starting to fall out and fanning out on the floor. I slammed it against the floor. The sound was deafening, the books falling all over the fucking place. I wanted to fucking kill someone, but until I found out who had taken Violet, I'd have to make do with destroying objects.

But once I found the bastard that did this... they were going to fucking pay for it.

In blood.

When I arrived home the day Violet disappeared, Belle was waiting in the front hall, deathly pale and shaking with fear.

"Who was that in the driveway?" I demanded, locking my eyes with the maid. "We were not expecting guests, were we?"

"I-I d-don't know, Sir," she cried out, already panicking. "But Violet, she's... she threw up. Please, come with me. Let me show you what happened."

Worry tore at me as I followed the maid through the house, up the stairs and into Violet's room. There was nothing there, save for the whisper of her perfume in the air.

"Where is she?" I turned to face Belle. "Where is Violet?"

"I d-don't know," she managed.

"What do you mean you don't know? Aren't you in charge of her when I'm away? What the fuck do I pay you for, Belle?"

"I just looked a-away for a second." She palms her apron, worried eyes afraid to look back into mine and instead flitting across the room. "She just disappeared."

"Call Jasper." My voice was calm and collected, though it was the opposite of what I felt. "Tell him to bring five others, to help me search for her. And alert the staff. Tell them to fucking tear the house apart if they have to. I want you to check every goddamn nook and cranny until you find her, Belle. Is that clear?"

"Yes, Sir." Her panic seemed to have subsided, replaced with steely determination not to disappoint me again. "I'm on it."

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Advertisement Devil’s Toy Read online Isabella Starling (Fallen Dynasty #2) http://www.books2020.com/devils-toy-2-read-online-isabella-starling Thu, 25 Apr 2019 01:57:33 +0000 http://www.test123.demo2.xyz/devils-toy-2-read-online-isabella-starling Genre: BDSM, Dark, Erotic, Romance, Suspense Authors: Isabella Starling Series: Fallen Dynasty Series by Isabella Starling
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Total pages in book: 34
Estimated words: 32359 (not accurate)
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Read Online Books/Novels:	Devil's Toy (Fallen Dynasty #2)
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ISBN/ ASIN:	B0851JVK81
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Bestselling authors Kelli Callahan and Isabella Starling present an irresistible, deliciously dark romance series following the scandalous, dirty lives of the elite. I don’t need three little words. I only need two from my sweet toy. Yes, Master. Violet Cabot is my newest plaything. My obsession with her grows darker with each day we spend together. I want to push her. Punish her. Train her. I want to put her through the most exquisite torture for my own pleasure. She’s going to submit. She’s going to kneel for me. And if anyone comes between us… I have a bullet with their name on it. Devil's Toy is the second book following Devlin Windsor and Violet Cabot. Their story begins in Devil’s Captive and continues in Devil's Sinner.
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Devlin

Spending a night without Violet was proving to be complicated - not least of all due to my raging hard-on.

Just thinking about her cooped up in that little cage made my cock swell with the need to be plunged inside her. I wanted her. I craved the silky brush of her skin against mine, the way she begged silently with her eyes. Goddamn, I even missed her brattiness.

I woke up at the crack of dawn the next day, throwing on some chinos and a white shirt and strolling into the playroom. I stopped between the doors, my thumb hooked carelessly in the belt loop of my pants. Violet was awake when I arrived, her pretty face streaked with tears. She sat up when I walked in, her eyes following mine as I made my way into the room.

"I hope you slept well, princess," I told her in a low growl. "Are you ready to apologize to me?"

She looked right at me, those big green eyes red-rimmed and surrounded by the thickest black lashes I'd ever seen.

"No," she spat out.

Everything inside me told me to stay calm, even when I wanted nothing more than to slap that smug smile off her pretty face. Instead of succumbing to my urges, I knelt down next to her, my eyes finding hers.

"You're not going to apologize?" I asked her in my sweetest voice, and she shook her head vehemently. "Is that so, princess?"

"Yes," she managed, but as scared as she looked, she wasn't backing down.

"I'm giving you one last chance," I ground out, and she slid forward, fingers wrapping around the bars of her cage.

Her eyes met my glare with a defiant one of her own, and she took the greatest pleasure in turning me down yet again, loudly exclaiming, "No!"

"Stubborn little thing," I muttered under my breath before straightening up and unlocking the door of the cage. "Get out, princess. Kneel by my feet."

She only hesitated for a split second. It was almost adorable how willing she was to follow the commands that gave use to her body, but the mere word 'sorry' made her stubborn as fuck. It was like she couldn't force that word from her lips. Like it didn't exist in her goddamn vocabulary.

Well, we're going to change that, I thought to myself. Brats get taught a lesson, no matter how pretty they are and how good they look on their knees.

"Look up at me," I went on, and Violet raised her eyes to mine. "You're going to be punished for saying no to me. Nod if you understand."

She bit her bottom lip, and after a second, nodded without breaking her stare.

"Get up," I told her.

She stood up, stretching out her muscles and moaning with relief. I walked over to a bench with a vibrating toy strapped on the saddle on top.

"Come here, princess." I motioned to her as the words left my lips.

She came closer, every step was more fearful than the one before.

"Sit down," I growled, and she shivered before me. "Not on the toy, right behind it."

Her shoulders sagged with relief, but only because she had no idea what was waiting for her.

Violet sat on the bench, and I strapped her legs into the harnesses that would hold them in place. I did the same thing with her wrists, and soon, she was completely immobile with the still-for-now toy pressing against her pussy.

"M..." she started. "Master."

"Yes, princess?" I asked, kneeling next to her.

She still remembers one thing I taught her.

"I want to..." She swallowed, thick and loud. "I want to apolo-apologize."

"You do?" I asked, smoothing down her hair. She whimpered and nodded. She looked so helpless like that. "Well, I told you it's too late for that, Violet. Now you have to pay for being a brat."

I parted her pussy lips and she let out a long gasp when she felt the toy touch her sensitive clit.

"Hope you're wet," I told her impassively. "Otherwise this is going to hurt."

I’ll enjoy it either way.

I turned the toy on and Violet mewled when it started vibrating right against her most sensitive spot. My cock throbbed as the defiance in her eyes was replaced with excitement. I waited for the moment when the toy brought her dangerously close to climax before I moved from the spot where I was standing.

"You don't get to come," I told her sternly, walking over to where my most pain-inducing toys were held. My fingers brushed dangerous-looking whips to the sound of my princess begging softly. "For every time you do - if you dare - I'll whip you ten times. So you better hold it, Violet."

"Please!" she cried out. "I'm so... so... so... Close!"

"Hold it," I ordered, and listened to her whimpering moans like they were a symphony. "You'll stay right there on the edge of an orgasm as long as I demand it. Then, if you're a good girl, I'll let you come for me."

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Advertisement Devil’s Captive Read online Isabella Starling (Fallen Dynasty #1) http://www.books2020.com/devils-captive-1-read-online-isabella-starling Sun, 06 Jan 2019 01:57:33 +0000 http://www.test123.demo2.xyz/devils-captive-1-read-online-isabella-starling Genre: Romance Authors: Isabella Starling Series: Fallen Dynasty Series by Isabella Starling
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Total pages in book: 40
Estimated words: 38545 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 193(@200wpm)___ 154(@250wpm)___ 128(@300wpm)

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Read Online Books/Novels:	Devil's Captive (Fallen Dynasty #1)
Author/Writer of Book/Novel:	Isabella Starling
Language:	English
ISBN/ ASIN:	B084KVXW69
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Bestselling authors Kelli Callahan and Isabella Starling present a new, sinfully dark romance series following the glamorous, filthy lives of the elite. There's a reason they call Devlin Windsor the Devil. He swore he’d own me, and when my family falls on hard times, one of his signature black envelopes arrives on my doorstep. The handsome, cruel, twisted Devil, who broke my heart years ago, is back. If I want to save my family, I have to sign my name on the dotted line… I don’t have a choice. I'm his captive now. His prisoner. His property. Devlin's going to do whatever he wants to me. And even though I'll deny it until my last breath... I can't wait for him to claim me. Devil's Captive is the first book following Devlin Windsor and Violet Cabot. Their story continues in Devil's Toy.
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Violet

Present time

“Come on, Miss Violet. You can’t sleep all day.” My maid, an older Hispanic woman named Maria, tugged on my curtains as she spoke to me.

“I don’t want to get up—not yet.” I rubbed my eyes, but it was too late—the sun had already hit my face.

“Happy Birthday, Violet.” Maria turned towards me with a warm smile once the sun was violating my vision.

“Oh!” The sleepiness faded, and I felt excitement rushing through my veins. “It’s my birthday! I’m eighteen!”

“Yep, enjoy it while it lasts.” Maria chuckled and walked over to my closet. “Do you want to wear that new dress your father bought you?”

“Aren’t you forgetting something?” I raised my eyebrows and grinned. “I have to eat breakfast before I even try to figure out what I’m going to wear today.”

“Breakfast is coming.” Maria nodded and looked towards the door as it was pushed open by my butler, Henry.

Maria and Henry had been working for my father at the Cabot Estate longer than I had been alive, and they felt more like family than hired help. They had also been secretly dating for at least five years, and I was helping Maria plan the wedding—they just had to find a way to tell my father that they both needed time off at the same time. I was pretty sure the whole estate was going to fall apart while they were away on their honeymoon, but I could worry about that later—it was my birthday, and it was time for breakfast in bed.

“Delicious as always, Henry.” I smiled and put my empty plate on the tray beside me. “But, I know the cake you’re baking for my party is going to be even better!”

“I’m trying something new this year—I think you’ll like it.” Henry gave me a slight nod and started pushing the tray towards the door.

“Now you have no excuse not to get up.” Maria walked out of the bathroom that was attached to my bedroom, and I heard the water running into my large oval-shaped tub.

“I guess not…” I pushed the covers back and headed towards the bathroom.

I bathed, with Maria’s help, and then got dressed for my big day. I had been looking forward to my eighteenth birthday party since I finished the last slice of my cake from the previous year. I was officially an adult—as much of an adult as I could be living in the Cabot Estate, where luxury was the only world I knew. I was aware that I was incredibly spoiled and had a life that some people only dreamed about, but that didn’t stop me from enjoying it. The real world would be different—and I was prepared for that. I couldn’t be Hugo Cabot’s little girl forever if I wanted to have my own identity one day—and run Cabot Enterprises once my father retired.

“Daddy!” I smiled as I walked into the lavish living room, which had been decorated for my birthday party.

“Hello, sweetheart.” My father’s warm smile always made my heart melt when I saw it. “Are you ready for your party?”

“I don’t know.” I narrowed my eyes suspiciously. “Did you get me a pony?”

“You have two thoroughbreds in the stable, young lady—I hardly think you need a pony.” He suppressed a laugh, but he still chuckled.

“Ugh, fine. What did you get me?” I rolled my eyes, but my tone reflected the fact that I wasn’t serious about my request.

“You have to wait for your party.” He pointed at the table near the entrance of the room. “A few people couldn’t make it, so they sent their gifts ahead of time.”

“Wow, that’s a lot more than last year. Is anyone coming?” I felt a bit of concern when I saw the stack of presents.

“Yes, probably more friends than family this year, though.” He exhaled sharply. “Georgia said she might be late.”

Hearing my older sister’s name sent a chill through my body, but it wasn’t because of her. It was her husband I didn’t want to see. He was a creep—the kind of creep that thought money gave him the right to do anything he wanted, and that included trying to put his hands on me once. I showed him that I didn’t appreciate his advances with a swift knee to the groin, and I guess you could say that our relationship had been strained ever since. I tried to tell my sister, but she didn’t believe me for a second and called me a spoiled brat. If she skipped my party entirely, I wouldn’t be that upset.

“Wow, yeah—there’s going to be a few empty chairs this year.” I scanned the names on the gifts, feeling disappointed that I wouldn’t get to see a few people I liked, but excited to find out what they got me.

I saw a gift sitting near the edge of the table from my brother, Rhys. I was pretty sure he wouldn’t be coming to my party, but seeing his name on one of the gifts confirmed it. His relationship with our father was—complicated. Rhys wanted to be his own man and had no interest in working at Cabot Enterprises. My father always expected his only son to be his successor at the head of the table. When Rhys declined, it left a rift in our family.

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