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Title: Stolen: Dante’s Vow

Author: Natasha Knight

Genre: Dark Mafia Romance

Release Date: September 30, 2021

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Five years.
Thatโ€™s how long it took me to find her.
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Five years after my world shattered, leaving me a scarred and broken man.
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By then, the girl I knew was gone. In her place stood a woman. One who looked like an angel. An impossible, beautiful angel.
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I killed for her. Soaked my hands in the blood of those who hurt her and rescued her from hell.
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But hell has a way of following you. Becoming a part of you. Maybe the only part you recognize.
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I had every intention of bringing her home. Setting her free.
I swear I did.
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But the men who stole her all those years ago werenโ€™t done with her yet. Theyโ€™d stop at nothing to get her back. And Iโ€™d kill any man who tried to take her from me.
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She calls me her avenging angel.
But I know the truth.
Iโ€™m no angel.
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Because even as I tell myself Iโ€™m protecting her I know one thing for sure.
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I am a monster, too. No better than them.
Because just like them, Iโ€™ll never let her go.
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Author’s note: Stolen is Dante Grigori’s story and although a standalone, would be better enjoyed after reading With This Ring and I Thee Take.
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Lita’s Book Review: 4 Stars

Stolen: Dante’s Vow by Natasha Knight. I didn’t realize it to I started this book that I had been wanting for this story. I suggest before you read this story you read the To Have and To Hold Duet series. Dante and Mara’s back story is explained as well pertinent information and characters that help with the story. Dante made a vow in the series to find and rescue Mara. This is his story of doing just that. He has a connection to her that he really doesn’t understand. All he knows he is going to get her back and destroy all those who had a hand in hurting her. Mara has had a hard life. Being with Petrov she endured years of mental, physical and sexual abuse. She doesn’t know who to trust. When rescued by Dante she has to work through the fact that she assumed he was dead. The struggle the two endure to overcome all the demons of the past make for a good story. The attraction they develop for each other was hard considering what she had been through. Is it to soon? Are they both to damaged? Is who and what Dante is a problem? Than add in the fact other people are still wanting to get their hands on Mara. So many things going on. This story kept me interested. I also loved seeing what has happened to Cristiano and Scarlett and the new addition to their family. Well I am satisfied. I got the conclusion to Dante and Mara’s story and I wish them a very happily ever after. 4 stars for me.ย 

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Bettina’s Book Review:ย 
(3.5 stars)

Honestly I enjoyed reading the book but I wasnโ€™t wowed by it. In the beginning I was a little lost because I read the previous books a while ago so it took some time to remember previous events. While I commend Dante for rescuing Mara, he was a little too hot and cold for me. Just when I thought he came around something or someone would cause him push Mara away. By then end of the book I didnโ€™t know how I felt about Mara. I wanted to like her but I didnโ€™t really connect with her. In the beginning I had some sympathy but then after what she said to Dante after he saved her I was like, โ€œheck no!โ€ Then I just didnโ€™t really care for her. Would I recommend this to others? Only if they read I Take Thee and With This Ring and was curious about Dante. If not then I was pass on this book.


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EXCERPT

Five years.
Five fucking years. Thatโ€™s how long it has taken me to find her. And the only reason I did was word circulating about Petrov having been duped.
Felix Pรฉrez going into hiding.
Bastard.
I climb out of the car at the entrance of The Hudson Hotel. An icy drizzle pelts me as I adjust the collar of my coat before looking up at the penthouse windows more than twenty floors up.
Sheโ€™s here.
Itโ€™s her.
It has to be.
The second SUV comes to a stop behind ours and as Matthaeus flanks me, three more men fall in line behind him. I push my hands into my pockets and walk toward the entrance. A bellman opens the door. I donโ€™t miss the widening of his eyes when the light from a passing car dances across my face. Maybe itโ€™s not my appearance thatโ€™s got him freaked. Maybe itโ€™s my entourage. Because we look like trouble.
And we are.
I make my way to the concierge desk and give the attendant my name. Well, not my real name. The name of the asshole who paid extra to get his turn early in the night. Before sheโ€™s used up. Heโ€™s dead now.
The attendant canโ€™t quite keep eye contact. I blink, watching him as his eyes move over the eyepatch, the deep, still angry X-shaped scar across my cheek. I let him look. Let him clear his throat in embarrassment as he makes a point of rearranging his desk while asking for identification.
I pat my pockets. โ€œGuess I forgot it.โ€
He finally forces himself to meet my gaze, his neck and face flushed.
โ€œEnvelope,โ€ I say, holding out my hand. I donโ€™t have time for this buffoon.
โ€œYes, sir.โ€ His hand trembles as he hands the envelope over. He wants me gone and I canโ€™t blame him.
I check my watch. We have to time this exactly right. I walk toward the elevators followed by my men. As if to oblige us, the doors slide open just as we get to them, and we step inside. I rip the envelope open, press the key into the slot marked Penthouse and let the doors slide closed. Matthaeus sets the black duffel bag on the floor, unzips it and hands each of the men an automatic rifle. They have suppressors in place, although thereโ€™s really no way to muffle that sound. But if all goes to plan, it wonโ€™t matter.
An upbeat tune plays in the background as I stare at my own face in the mirrored doors. I make myself look. Make myself see. I wonder if sheโ€™ll be scared when she sees me.
My phone buzzes. I reach into my pocket, take it out, scan the text. Cristiano telling me the soldiers are in place, both inside and outside the property. Chopper is on its way, and theyโ€™ve secured our exit.
If I can get out.
If.
Because he thinks this is a shit idea.
But no, itโ€™s not if I get out. I have no intention of dying tonight. Not until Iโ€™ve killed that fat fuck Petrov. Not until Iโ€™ve buried my knife in Felix Pรฉrezโ€™s gut. Not until I have their blood and the blood of anyone else who touched her on my hands.
Then, I can die.
Only then.
He reminds me again of Petrovโ€™s soldiers nearby, the distraction we arranged only giving us minutes inside the suite. He asks one more time if I know what the fuck Iโ€™m doing.
I text him a pirate emoji, along with the middle finger, then silence my phone. Heโ€™ll be pissed but this is mine. What happened to her happened because of me. What happened to all of them happened because of me. All while I simply walked away.
So, as the elevator approaches the penthouse, I crack my neck and pull my pistol out of its shoulder holster. Then twist the silencer into place and hold the weapon at my side.
Because tonight is the beginning of their end.
Tonight, I take back what they stole.
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AUTHOR BIO

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Natasha Knight is the USA Today Bestselling author of Romantic Suspense and Dark Romance Novels. She has sold over half a million books and is translated into six languages. She currently lives in The Netherlands with her husband and two daughters and when sheโ€™s not writing, sheโ€™s walking in the woods listening to a book, sitting in a corner reading or off exploring the world as often as she can get away.

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