I flew across the country to meet the men I'd only read about. Then one of them decided I was never flying home.
Sylvie
I collected signed books about captive girls all weekend like they were harmless. Like the danger stayed on the page.
Then I walked into the wrong bar.
He didn't say a word.
He just watched me—slow, certain, like he was deciding something I didn't get a vote in.
By the time I understood that look, understood that no one knew where I was, that not a single soul was waiting up for me. It was already too late.
The door was locked. The man was lethal. And God help me, I wasn't as afraid as I should've been.
Reave
She walked into my bar soft, alone, and unclaimed, states from anyone who'd miss her.
I've done colder things for worse reasons. Taking her should've been nothing—a body to trade, a card to play, a girl I'd forget the second she stopped being useful.
Then she looked me dead in the eye and didn't beg.
Now she's mine. Not leverage. Not a bargaining chip. Mine.
Every man who thinks he can take her back is about to learn what a Nomad does to the people who touch what belongs to him.
She came looking for a fantasy. She found me, and I won't ever let her go.
Genre: Romantic Suspense
Sylvie
I collected signed books about captive girls all weekend like they were harmless. Like the danger stayed on the page.
Then I walked into the wrong bar.
He didn't say a word.
He just watched me—slow, certain, like he was deciding something I didn't get a vote in.
By the time I understood that look, understood that no one knew where I was, that not a single soul was waiting up for me. It was already too late.
The door was locked. The man was lethal. And God help me, I wasn't as afraid as I should've been.
Reave
She walked into my bar soft, alone, and unclaimed, states from anyone who'd miss her.
I've done colder things for worse reasons. Taking her should've been nothing—a body to trade, a card to play, a girl I'd forget the second she stopped being useful.
Then she looked me dead in the eye and didn't beg.
Now she's mine. Not leverage. Not a bargaining chip. Mine.
Every man who thinks he can take her back is about to learn what a Nomad does to the people who touch what belongs to him.
She came looking for a fantasy. She found me, and I won't ever let her go.
Genre: Romantic Suspense