The Cover Reveal for Speak No Evil, a Secret Society Student Teacher College Romance and book 3 in The Society Series, by Ivy Fox is here!
Author: Ivy Fox
Release Date: January 31st
Genre: Secret Society Student Teacher College Romance
Cover Designer: X-Factory Designs
Photographer: Wander Aguiar
Model: Lucas Loyola
Blurb:
The time has come to make the real villains of this story suffer our wrath.
Heirs to the Richfield fortune, they have deluded themselves into thinking they are untouchable and beyond reproach.
How wrong they are.
It’s time they pay for their brazen arrogance and learn that their family name cannot save them from our vicious retribution.
Their debt must be paid.
And we demand it be done in blood.
Colt
I knew sooner or later the Society would knock on my door.
It was only a question of time.
But like all things in my wretched life, they had to single me out and make their treacherous demands that more inconvenient for me.
They want me to expose some unknown dark family secret.
I’m a f*cking Richfield—secrets are part of my damn birthright.
But that’s alright. I’ll play along.
They might think they hold all the cards in this twisted game of theirs, but little do they know, I’ve got an ace up my sleeve.
Dressed in pencil skirts, f*ck-me heels, and cat-frame glasses, Emma Harper is about to hand-deliver the Society to me on a silver platter.
They think they’re coming for me and mine?
Not going to happen.
I’m the one coming for them.
Emma
Colt Turner.
Egotistically vain.
Unapologetically arrogant.
Self-centered and morally bankrupt—all the traits I despise in a man.
Yet, for all his faults, he could be the key to solving the enigma that has baffled me for years.
The Society has eluded me for the last time, and surprisingly enough, Colt is the only one who can help me unmask them once and for all.
I’ve been waiting my entire life for this moment. I can’t turn back now.
No matter who gets hurt in the process.
Even if that person is me.
*Speak No Evil is a Forbidden Student-Teacher, New Adult College Romance.
*All four full-length books in this series have an entwined subplot, which will only be resolved in the final book.
*Recommended 18+ due to mature language and situations
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Excerpt:
The cold Richfield heir sat proudly on his wall,
But all it would take was one good push to watch him fall.
Not even all the king’s horses or all the king’s men,
Would be able to put Colt Richfield Turner back together again.
I’ve always been fond of nursery rhymes. Growing up, I loved putting my own little spin on them, making the childish poems that more enjoyable for me. My mother used to do it all the time when she tucked me in at night. While other kids my age loved to hear fabled tales about slaying dragons and conquering monsters, she knew no bedtime story could ever compare to when she sang these little rhymes to me. Especially when she made sure they depicted the people in my life so perfectly.
And in this very minute, unbeknownst to him, the altered Humpty Dumpty rhyme suits Colt like a fine leather glove.
Discreetly, I lean back against my auditorium chair, watching my prey from my peripheral as he scrolls through his feed on his phone, ignoring the lecture taking place. In his wine-colored Tommy Hilfiger sweater, a color he intentionally picked out knowing it would accentuate his best feature—his sparkling emerald eyes—he dons his usual cool expression, broadcasting how his mere presence in this classroom should be considered a privilege and not a give in. It’s no secret Colt is vain to his very core. He enjoys the regal air he puts out into the world, the very one he’s showcasing now, intent on reminding us mere mortals that no one in this room could ever measure up. That he’s better than everyone he could ever come in contact with and it would serve us well to remember that.
And in most cases, he’s right.
He is better.
Colt was born and bred into a family whose sovereign power can be felt just by walking down any Asheville street that bears their last name. Everyone knows that he, along with his three sisters and cousin, are the last Richfield heirs—a dynasty that most would sell their souls to be a part of. Colt has been disciplined to be refined and elevated in his stature, so his pretentious vanity isn’t mind boggling. It’s just fucking infuriating to watch.
Cold.
Heartless.
Narcissistic.
That is the very definition of who Colt Turner is.
He only shows a sliver of humanity when he has some woman underneath him, and even then, he discards them as easily as most would a day-old newspaper. Yet for all his faults, the female population around campus can’t seem to get enough of him. It’s almost as if they believe one of them might hold the power to change his stone-cold heart into feeling something.
But I know better.
Colt doesn’t feel. He’s incapable of it.
Most people would constitute his cold apathy as being his biggest flaw, but for me, I actually believe it’s his best asset. One I’ve made sure to take into account in my carefully laid out plans of revenge.
In war, it’s not only relevant that you have the best weapons to use against your enemy but that you also aim them where they will do the most damage. And to a man like Colt, who seems impervious to everything around him, your aim needs to be precise and true. In the art of destruction and carnage, I’ve learned that every great general has a weakness, and the chink in Colt’s clever fabricated armor is secrets. Secrets he keeps hidden under such a callous exterior and secrets others close to him have kept concealed from him all his life.
Yes.
Secrets can be a powerful weapon if you have the fortitude to use them correctly and to Colt’s misfortune, I am more than equipped to handle his downfall. I yearn for it. Hunger and thirst about the upcoming day where I witness his case-hardened heart break into a thousand small pieces before my very eyes. The ice in his veins will boil over as madness sets in, betrayal living rent-free in his mind. Although, I won’t be able to boast who had a hand in his suffering, I’ll bask in the glory of his demise just the same. It’s sure to be one of my biggest triumphs against the Richfield’s.
That is until I go after Lincoln.
But as the saying goes the best should always be left for last. Yet, I can’t help the smile that tugs at my lips, knowing that Lincoln will suffer just as much as Colt will soon enough. The warmth that flutters in my chest regarding both cousins impending ruin has the mimicking effects of an illegal drug—addictive and all-consuming. For so long, I have deprived myself of indulging in it, but when the day finally arrives, it will only make their misfortune taste that much sweeter to me.
However, my focus must maintain purely on Colt for now. Not that I’m complaining. When I sink my teeth into his devastation, I’ll make a feast out of the pretentious, arrogant heir. I’ll engorge in his misery and suffering like a banquet prepared solely in my honor. It’s time that I am sat at the head of the table and be given the retribution that’s so rightfully mine. I’ve been starved for it long enough.
But all good things come to those who wait.
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Ivy Fox is a lover of books, coffee, and chocolate! Ivy lives a blessed life, surrounded by her two most favorite men - her husband and son. She also doesn't mind living with the fictional characters in her head that can't seem to shut up. Books and romance are her passion. A strong believer in happy endings and that love will always prevail in the end. Both in life and in fiction.
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