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All of us are taking the night off, Wrath said abruptly. We need some regroup time.Rhage snorted from across the table. You're not going to make us play Monopoly again, are you?Yup. A collective groan rose up from the Brotherhood, one that Wrath ignored. Right after dinner.

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All of us are taking the night off, Wrath said abruptly. We need some regroup time.Rhage snorted from across the table. You're not going to make us play Monopoly again, are you?Yup. A collective groan rose up from the Brotherhood, one that Wrath ignored. Right after dinner.

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About J.R. Ward

Jessica Rowley Pell Bird Blakemore (born April 19, 1969) is an American novelist. Under her maiden name, Jessica Bird, she writes contemporary romance novels, and as J.R. Ward, she writes paranormal romance. She is a three-time winner of the Romance Writers of America RITA Award, once as Bird for Best Short Contemporary Romance for From the First and twice as Ward for Best Paranormal Romance for Lover Revealed and Dearest Ivie, and her books have been on The New York Times Best Seller list.