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I saw her.
I wanted her.
I took her.
The money is just an excuse. Her brother’s debt? A convenient justification for my obsession. She’s been mine since the day I laid eyes on her.
Taking her captive stirs up a storm. Her depraved brother wants her back. My own half-brother is determined to snatch my kingdom from me, and my men lust after the woman I’ve stolen. And she looks at me with reluctant, angry desire every time I touch her.
And I touch her every chance I get. She’s so bright and shiny—a pretty toy I can break and put back together again and again. She may be my prisoner, but she’s got my black heart locked up tight.
Well, I won’t need that useless lump of muscle and tissue if I lose her. I won’t need anything except the blood of our enemies dripping from my hands. I’ll rip the heart out of any man who dares hurt her and place it at her feet.
When it comes to my wicked little lamb, my personal motto means everything.
I’m Kingston Vaughn Winter.
And Ava Bella Blue is mine.
He doesn’t remember.
She can’t forget.
This is gonna get messy...
Like a pretty feather, Emerson Jane Banner drifts into my bed the very night I quit my band. Her kisses are a sweet drug, but I don’t get her name before she slips out the next morning. Months later our paths cross unexpectedly. And yeah, maybe I don’t remember her, but she’s my newest addiction.
I make myself a promise. I won’t let her get away this time.
Greyson Finch shattered my innocence, showed me desire, then kicked me out of his hotel room. I never thought I’d see him again after that night, but somehow, he finds me. Here’s the problem. He doesn't remember me. Doesn’t remember our kisses. Or how he made me beg for each one. And maybe I hate him, but I’ll use this arrogant rockstar like he once used me.
I make myself a promise. I won’t let him break my heart again.
I'm the good guy with the dirty mouth...
We fell in love on the night tragedy struck.
Olivia and I made promises. Secret promises that protect us and others from the truth. Truth that could destroy Seven Seconds. We’re in a tangled web of love, lust, and lies. We can’t keep our hands off each other. Can’t stop kissing each other.
I hope I’m strong enough when I break each promise.
Because I don’t want to face a life without Olivia in it.
We fell in love at the wrong time.
Promises were made. And they were kept under threat of heartache. For a while, anyway. Turns out we aren’t strong enough to stay away from each other. I can’t stop thinking about him. Can’t stop wanting him.
I hope Dylan breaks each promise we made that night. Breaks them all for me. For him.
Friendships might be ruined. Careers smashed to bits. People could be hurt. But this attraction we share? It’s too strong to resist. Is our love strong enough to survive when the truth comes out?
It only takes seven broken promises to find out.
My new boss doesn’t like me, but that doesn't stop me from fantasizing about him. That's all it can ever be, though. Fantasies.
Flynn Alexander hired me because I have a talent, a very special talent I’ve worked hard to perfect. He says it’s a trick, useful but still a trick. He plans to exploit it.
In the business of whiskey, a world where men have ruled for centuries, I’m making my mark. I’ll prove I belong here. I’ll earn their respect and my place.
All I have to do is ignore my thirst for Flynn Alexander.
Devil’s Gold Distilleries has a new employee. And I can’t stop thinking about her.
She’s smart. Clever enough not to get involved with her boss. Strong enough to resist the attraction we both feel. And so beautiful I forget my own rules.
But like a tumbler of rare whiskey that must be savored, one sip of Allie Darling won’t satisfy me.
I want all of her. The burn. The sweet. The fire.
Will we give in to temptation or keep our distance?
All is fair in love and whiskey, and one more taste might shatter us both.
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