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LOVE AND THE LAWLESS - VOL1

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Introducing the antiheroes of the Love Africa Press collections:

Dauntless and indomitable, brutal and lethal, these dark heroes take no prisoners in their quests for retribution. And when love shines a light into their lives, they will protect their beloveds no matter the costs.

 

––Featured Stories——

 PURPLE AND WHITE by Emem Bassey

THE MESSENGER by Julie Onoh

TEMENOS by Obinna Obioma

HONOUR by Kiru Taye

HONOUR by Kiru Taye

A selfless act costs Kane everything and earns him a prison sentence. A power show gains him freedom and entry into the Yadili underworld. Family, loyalty and honour are all within his grasp.

Including Sahara, the daughter of his boss, who reminds him of the love he lost and she’s totally off limits. A forbidden desire could cost him everything again, including his life.

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EXCERPT from Honour by Kiru Taye

“What the hell are you doing here?”

He turned his head in the direction of the angry female voice.

Sahara stomped towards him, her stilettos clicking on the hard concrete.

So she remembered him, after all.

He ignored her and took another drag of nicotine vapour, trying to relax again.

“I’m talking to you, Kane,” she said his name in a mocking tone.

He sighed. “I’m trying to smoke in peace.”

Who was he kidding?

The few seconds of peace he’d experienced with the nicotine hit was lost.

Not with Sahara almost next to him.

How come she’d managed to blank him in the restaurant, and he couldn’t shut down his responses to her presence?

His pulse rate went stratospheric, and his light-headedness was equivalent to floating in space.

She always could make him feel high and out of himself.

Even when she was mad at him.

Now his fingers itched with the need to touch her, to map out every dip and curve of her body wrapped in those fitted clothes.

Damn. She’d filled out in all the right places.

Arousal flared in his gut. Two steps forward and they would have body contact.

However, the look on her shadowed face said she would gut him with a knife rather than get down and dirty with him again.

“Smoke in peace? How did you worm your way into Okenna’s graces? You know what? I don’t care how you got here. Just leave and never come back.”

He swallowed hard and lowered his head. His stomach hardened, and he resisted the urge to crumple from the hurt.

If he’d needed a reminder that she hated him, here it was.

He’d been injured by physical weapons. Yet none had hurt the way her words did.

He deserved her wrath and had been foolish to think that he’d served enough punishment for his sins.