They call me the Bad*ss of Hockey. The Beast of the Northeast. And I'm not just referring to my stick play on the ice. As Captain for the Boston Blades, I've spent years working toward bringing home the Stanley Cup. But when the owners sell us out
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They call me the Bad*ss of Hockey. The Beast of the Northeast. And I'm not just referring to my stick play on the ice. As Captain for the Boston Blades, I've spent years working toward bringing home the Stanley Cup. But when the owners sell us out
"I'm not scared of you." He meets my gaze. "You should be." I'm not looking for a knight in shining armor when I approach Saxon Priest for a job, but there's no preparing for the reality of meeting London's most heartle
He is my ruin. My complete and utter devastation. Loyalty or death. I make my choice in a palace of flames, and wake to total darkness . . . And at his mercy. Calloused hands bring hell to my door and his velvet voice spews only poison. "A traitor to