I've got a big dick and an even bigger bank account. That's pretty much where my bio ends. Honestly, I don't need to say anything else. I've just sold 99% of women on going home with me. Do I sound like an asshole to you? That's because I am. And guess what? It works for me just fine. Or at
I was raised on the streets, so I know things are rarely as simple as they appear—especially this rich girl showing up at my pawnshop demanding a job. She’s the most tempting thing I’ve ever seen, and I’ll be damned if I can make her leave. Shit just got complicated … but when it comes to her—I
My wife. I love saying those words. She’s mine, and if she thinks I’m going to let her run without tracking her down and bringing her back to where she belongs—with me—then she’s about to be introduced to a new reality. Because I’ll fight dirty to give her the happily ever after she deserves.
The utterly addictive Legend trilogy continues with House of Scarlett. Gabriel Legend is unlike any other man I’ve ever met. He came into my life like a hurricane, shattering all my assumptions and preconceived notions. I wasn’t prepared for him. I wasn’t prepared for any of it. But life
I didn’t choose this path. No one would. I played the cards I was dealt. This life made me. This city made me. I won’t apologize for who I’ve become. Moses wouldn't have me any other way. He says he wants forever, and I’m starting to believe him. But I can’t outrun my past, and my sins are catching
Look, but don’t touch…she might as well wear a neon sign that says it. It just makes me want her more. She might be above me in every way, but I still want her under me. I’ve got no business touching her rich-girl skin, but that won’t stop me from stealing a taste. Because rules were meant to be
I did it. I married a billionaire. My reasons are my own, but the last thing I expected was to feel owned. I may have taken vows, but I’m still determined to be me. Now his rules are taking over my world, but I’m not the kind of girl to just obey. There’s only one problem: I might actually be
I’m the guy you love to hate. In every story in my life, I seem to end up playing the villain—and I’ve got the scars to prove it. That role works fine for me, because I’m sure as hell not anyone’s hero. I run my life and my empire with an iron fist—until she knocks my tightly controlled world
