The Renegades Series Complete Trilogy includes three full-length novels:
Book 1 - SKIN
Obsession was a five-letter word. Ten years in the making. And her name was Emily.
But the real question was who was I?
When my pretty little pet leaned forward, offered me a view of her cleavage, and tried to make a deal, I said why the hell not?
Five days. Thirty minutes. She could ask me anything to her heart’s content. Anything but my name. She had to figure that one out on her own.
It should have been easy enough. I was the man she stole from, whose life she ruined, whose future she destroyed.
I was the man she left behind and she was… mine.
Book 2 - LAMB
She was completely off-limits. She was my brother’s fiancée. And she was my absolute obsession.
Fact of the matter was, I’d also seen her first. Which meant it was only fair that I crept into her bridal suite the night before the ceremony and took her virginity.
She retaliated by slipping into my hotel room and taking something of mine. An appendage. The fifth toe on my left foot. Tucking it away in a box as a sick little keepsake of our short time together.
Blood for blood, or so she claimed.
Now she was back, looking to make amends. Or at least pretending to. And I was more than ready to lead my little lamb to slaughter…
Book 3 - BELLS
Obsession. Nah, I wouldn’t call it that.
Obsession would imply I gave a damn about the little rodent I was swiping between my paws right now. And the only thing I gave a damn about was whatever could give me the quickest high.
This was more of a curiosity… a cat kicking around a dead mouse right before he dropped it off on someone’s doorstep.
Which was exactly what I was instructed to do.
You find a rat, you call an exterminator. It was simple math. It was also a real Mr. and Mrs. Kuznetsov situation we had going on, seeing as my kotyonok thought she had claws.
Little did she know, the only difference between a death toll and a dinner bell was whoever was holding the fork. And this feline couldn’t wait to dig in.
Ding-ding, baby. Ding-motherfucking-ding.
Each title is a standalone in an interconnected world while each story is a retelling of a fairy tale, nursery rhyme, fable, etc. The focus is dark romance so please heed the trigger warnings at the beginning of every book.
Genre: Romantic Suspense
Book 1 - SKIN
Obsession was a five-letter word. Ten years in the making. And her name was Emily.
But the real question was who was I?
When my pretty little pet leaned forward, offered me a view of her cleavage, and tried to make a deal, I said why the hell not?
Five days. Thirty minutes. She could ask me anything to her heart’s content. Anything but my name. She had to figure that one out on her own.
It should have been easy enough. I was the man she stole from, whose life she ruined, whose future she destroyed.
I was the man she left behind and she was… mine.
Book 2 - LAMB
She was completely off-limits. She was my brother’s fiancée. And she was my absolute obsession.
Fact of the matter was, I’d also seen her first. Which meant it was only fair that I crept into her bridal suite the night before the ceremony and took her virginity.
She retaliated by slipping into my hotel room and taking something of mine. An appendage. The fifth toe on my left foot. Tucking it away in a box as a sick little keepsake of our short time together.
Blood for blood, or so she claimed.
Now she was back, looking to make amends. Or at least pretending to. And I was more than ready to lead my little lamb to slaughter…
Book 3 - BELLS
Obsession. Nah, I wouldn’t call it that.
Obsession would imply I gave a damn about the little rodent I was swiping between my paws right now. And the only thing I gave a damn about was whatever could give me the quickest high.
This was more of a curiosity… a cat kicking around a dead mouse right before he dropped it off on someone’s doorstep.
Which was exactly what I was instructed to do.
You find a rat, you call an exterminator. It was simple math. It was also a real Mr. and Mrs. Kuznetsov situation we had going on, seeing as my kotyonok thought she had claws.
Little did she know, the only difference between a death toll and a dinner bell was whoever was holding the fork. And this feline couldn’t wait to dig in.
Ding-ding, baby. Ding-motherfucking-ding.
Each title is a standalone in an interconnected world while each story is a retelling of a fairy tale, nursery rhyme, fable, etc. The focus is dark romance so please heed the trigger warnings at the beginning of every book.
Genre: Romantic Suspense
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