Welcome to the Syndicate of Shadows page! Here you’ll find the cover, synopsis, a few excerpts from the book, quotes from reviews, link to the Goodreads page and the book.
In an effort to escape the betrayal that follows him everywhere, Jason Winstrom finds himself in the middle of London- grandeur, quiet, and the center of the Syndicate of Shadows. As sole heir to the Syndicate, Jason looks forward to eliminating the opposing Legion of Loch Ness. Though its leader, Annaliese Wakefield, seems adamant on destroying him. Her deadliest weapon? His greatest love and greatest betrayal, Arabella Thameson.
As the founder and leader of the Legion of Loch Ness, Annaliese Wakefield has had enough of the endless onslaught of attacks. There had been a time when the Syndicate and Legion had been friends more than enemies, but that time had long passed. Now, she’s looking to avenge the fallen and to end the Syndicate once and for all. She’ll stop at nothing to ensure that happens- even if it means destroying Jason Winstrom.
Arabella Thameson had experienced enough heartbreak to last a lifetime. London was supposed to have been her reprieve- but it seems that the boy who haunts her every thought is determined to punish her for their broken past. Once, she had believed in his redemption. But with every innocent life stolen, Arabella is forced to question whether the boy she loves exists only in memory or if the shadows are all just a facade.
Reviews
“I am still marveling. I loved it!”
— Meg via Goodreads
“If you’re looking for a book with fun characters, engaging romances, and epic fight scenes, this is the book for you.”
— Paris via Goodreads
“I definitely recommend this book!”
— Writers via Goodreads
Arabella Thameson. An enrapturing poison, a haunting thrill that left him dissatisfied at the end of each day. A part of him wanted her power. But the other part, the smaller, insignificant part of him craved her smile, her company, her light, and her darkness even now.
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Her eyes drifted up on their own accord and the breath rushed out of her body nothing could have prepared her for the sight of him, no memory bright enough to paint him as he truly was. His cobalt eyes were filled with cold fire, a glimmer of disappointment evident on his face.