Her Black Fleet

I spent ten years pretending the Reaper ofBlackstar was dead. In a frontier star system ruledby war fleets and old bloodlines, my husbandmistook mercy for weakness. He moved anotherwoman into Voss Citadel, reached for my shippingempire, and let my people bleed. So I unlockedthe biometric gun vault and took back every accesscode he stole. Then I found something worse thanan affair: someone was using my marriage tobreach my family’s fleet.