PROLOGUE: ARTEMESIA DAWN
Blood...
That's all Artemesia Dawn remembers.
She was there, wasn't she...?
There to see the ugliest showcase of grief imaginable...
"Why... Why did it have to come down to THIS?" Artemesia, 35-year-old daughter of a woman dead and a man scorned...
She left the wreckage, blood covering her blue leather jacket, away from her past, parents, name, and everything.
Her last name was never 'Dawn,' oh no it wasn't... But she took up that name to HIDE who she really was... And what her father had just done...
She needed a new life. A life away from the love she'd lost, and the father she could never forgive...
But, even if she couldn't forgive her father, she could join him... Revenge was what she'd have... Her revenge wouldn't be her father's brand...
She'd have her revenge by loving the man from a family he'd sword to destroy...
TURNABOUT LEGACY