The Entitled Series
People say you can't find your soul mate at eight years old. I did.
I found Reed and loved him more than I loved myself.
We were young…beautiful…entitled.
Money and private schools, our families’ lavish parties and posh New York City apartments—it was all mere window dressing. What was real, was our obsessive love, which grew right along with us as we moved towards adulthood. It consumed me, and only in his arms did I feel wanted and safe.
But I have a secret. It's big and to some, unforgivable. And it's why I let Reed destroy me, or maybe I destroyed us.
Once upon a time, we were happy…Yet privilege has an ugly underside and in the blink of an eye, my world crashed down around me.
I don’t feel entitled anymore.
BOOK ONE IN THE ENTITLED DUET
My secret’s out. Reed knows the truth.
The destruction’s done. There’s no taking it back.
Reed took all my firsts like a shiny present. He made promises with silky words I greedily kept as truths. But the moment I faltered, he took everything away.
Now we’re both guilty of sins.
As we come together for Grandfather Ian’s funeral, it’s time to face what I’ve done—what we’ve done. The boy I’ve loved since age eight is now a man, his rage palpable, his turquoise eyes piercing me with an intensity that sets me on fire. Each delicious kiss seems to peel away our ugly past—a past we’re desperate to escape.
They say forgiveness comes from within. Can I trust him to forgive me? Have we both been enlightened?
I used to believe in the fantasy of a happily ever after. Trouble is my life’s not a fairy tale.
BOOK TWO IN THE ENTITLED DUET
*Appropriate for 18+ only. Contains foul language, explicit sex, and a whole lot of obsession.
The Iron Horses Series
Blade McCormick is not a nice guy.
He’s pure adrenaline and smells like smoke and leather—the kind of guy you look at and know he’s going to be a combination of nasty and irresistible. The moment I allowed myself to touch his hot skin and kiss his full lips, I. Was. Done.
Like currency, I’ve become part of a transaction. Blade took me to pay off a debt. I try to tell myself, Eve, you should hate him. He’s a bad guy. But then again, I’m not a good girl. Blade’s the president of the Disciples, the notorious motorcycle club. I should be frightened, yet somehow, he doesn’t scare me. If anything, I think I scare him.
It takes a lot of work to become the club’s Queen, but I’ll stop at nothing to have the King!
BOOK ONE IN THE IRON HORSES SERIES
*Appropriate for 18+ only. Contains foul language, explicit sex.