Prey Tell

CONTENTS Blurb Poem Triggers Resources Prologue 1. The Shortfall 2. The Castle 3. The Party 4. The Bet 5. The Reckoning 6. The List 7. The Rules 8. The Research 9. The Contract 10. The Hike 11. The Kiss 12. The Scene 13. The Punishment 14. The Reward 15. The Contemplation 16. The Anticipation 17. The Predator 18. The Prey 19. The Woods 20. The Bluff 21. The Possession 22. The Fool 23. The Dress 24. The Uncertainty 25. The Break 26. The Dragon 27. The Explanation 28. The Apology 29. The Amends 30. The Devotion 31. The Brunch Epilogue Acknowledgments About the Author Also by Amanda Richardson Prey Tell Amanda Richardson © Copyright 2023 Amanda Richardson www.authoramandarichardson.com Copyediting: Ellie McLove at My Brother's Editor Proofreading: Michele Ficht Cover Design: Moonstruck Cover Design & Photography Cover Photography: Rafa G Catala Cover Model: Aitor Ferron This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, events and incidents are either the products of the author’s imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental. All rights reserved. This book or any portion thereof may not be reproduced or used in any manner whatsoever without the express written permission of the author except for the use of brief quotations in a book review. BLURB They say monsters are made, not born. He was both… Chase As the second youngest Ravage brother, I’ve spent my entire adult life rectifying our tainted family name and keeping my urges behind closed doors. Until my best friend’s little sister shows up at The Hunt ready to play, and I lose control. I tell myself it’s just a taste. Except, with her, I should’ve known a single taste wouldn’t be enough. And then the good girl I’ve known most of my life drops to her knees. For me. From that moment on, I knew she would only ever be one thing. Mine. Juliet Presenting my brother’s best friend with a pros/cons list of why he should take my virginity seemed like a good idea at the time. I thrive on information, data, and lists, and it made sense on paper. Until he rejected me and walked out of my life. Now, eight years later, my life is falling apart despite my careful planning. Tempted with an invite to Ravage Castle, I show up seeking answers to questions I’m not sure I can handle. Except, a furious Chase finds me talking to another man. Under his gilded, arched roof. I soon learn that despite his controlled exterior, Chase seems to have one weakness. Me. Prey Tell is a full-length brother’s best friend/billionaire romance with primal play themes. It is book one in the Ravaged Castle series. All books can be read as standalones. Warning: This book contains a possessive, jealous antihero, explicit sexual situations, and strong language. There is no cheating, and there is a HEA. There once was a castle, so mighty and high, With large, gilded gates, it rivaled Versailles. To all those below, it was splendid and lush, But to those inside, it was ravaged and crushed. Five Ravage boys born amongst old, rotted roots, Their father ensured they’d all grow to be brutes. Some said they were cursed, sworn off of desire, But they turned into men and found what they required. Forbidden, illicit, they had to work for that love, They questioned that castle when push came to shove. The curse and the rot gave way to unsavory tastes, Dark proclivities and sick, messed up traits. Five stories of five men with sinfully dark tales, The Ravage brothers prove that love does prevail. TRIGGERS Triggers: BDSM elements (Dominant/submissive, consensual non-consent, spanking, primal play, predator/prey play, rough sex, use of riding crop), parental death (remembered), child neglect (remembered), coming out themes, and anxiety. *Please note that Prey Tell is not a dark romance. Happy reading! RESOURCES Resources These are just for fun, but if you’re a visual or auditory person, here you go: Spotify playlist Pinterest board For all the girlies who want to be caught. PROLOGUE THE OFFER Chase Eight Years Ago I’m just slipping the pink rubber gloves onto my hands when I hear a crash and subsequent moan coming from the front porch. Muttering under my breath, I walk over to the front door and throw it open. “Parker,” I growl, taking in her small, slumped body sitting on the large porch swing. She’s fumbling with the straps of her heels as a string of curses leaves her lips. “Are you fucking drunk?” She snaps her head up and glares at me. “I’m not drunk. I tripped on the stairs because these heels are trying to kill me.” Her eyes swing to the gloves. “I never knew you were so domestic. Pink is undoubtedly your color.” I lean against the doorframe and smirk. “You always know what to say to make a man swoon.” She narrows her eyes at me before she continues fumbling with the tiny straps. “Why are these ankle straps so hard to unbuckle? I don’t understand why we women constantly torture ourselves like this. For example, why are these holes so hard to find in the first place?” The instant the words leave her lips, she glares up at me. “Don’t make some sexual innuendo right now, Ravage. I’m not in the mood to spar tonight,” she says, using her nickname for me. “Let me,” I offer, snapping the rubber gloves off and shoving them in the back pocket of my suit pants. Walking over to where she’s sitting, I fall to my knees and pull her left leg up first, exposing one of her creamy thighs. I clear my throat and focus on the task at hand. Much to my chagrin, she’s not wrong. The buckles are tiny and it takes me a solid minute to slide the thin strap off from around her delicate ankle. When I grab her other leg, it takes