Savage is LIVE!
Savage: A Dark Arranged Marriage Romance by Jane Henry is now live!
A steamy, arranged marriage, enemies to-lovers, wallflower romance by USA Today bestselling author Jane Henry
Scarred. Overlooked. Tainted.
Born into the ruthless underworld, I’ve been cast aside. I’m locked in a cage of lies and betrayal, now framed for a crime I didn’t commit.
But then he came for me.
Ollie Romanov, the savage enforcer, believes I’m a traitor.
He’s ruthless, merciless, and prepared to make me pay for my sins.
To him, I’m nothing more than a pawn to punish. A traitor to be broken.
Yet beneath the cold, brutal exterior, I see something more—a darkness that calls to my own.
I shouldn’t crave the twisted connection we share. I swear the man has no conscience…
Except when it comes to me.
Have I married a heartless monster? A psychopath?
Or has this Savage finally found his match in me?
Savage is a standalone dark romance with a strong, fierce heroine and an unapologetically obsessive, possessive, alpha anti-hero. No OW drama, no cliffhanger, always a hard-won HEA.
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Excerpt:
“I don’t trust you, you know,” I say. My voice is steady, but when he gives me a stern look, my heart races faster.
“You don’t have to.” He leans in closer. “It’s really very simple, Renata. All you have to do is marry me. Let me fuck you. Take my name and have my babies.” He shrugs, as if all of this is so simple—all I have to do is marry him, give him everything, and let him control the rest.
But this is more than a marriage. This is war.
“I’ll handle the rest, Renata.”
Oh, is that all?
I narrow my eyes at him but don’t give the smug prick the satisfaction of a response.
I give him the middle finger… just to set him straight. His eyes spark at me, and he sobers, leaning closer. “Do that again, Renata, and I’ll test that theory about my fiancée and her spanking kink.”
I gape at him. “What?”
“You heard me.” Oooh, the nerve. I want to wipe that self-satisfied, smug look right off his face, to see the man beneath the mask. The man who might actually feel something more than this cold, calculating detachment.
A steamy, arranged marriage, enemies to-lovers, wallflower romance by USA Today bestselling author Jane Henry
Scarred. Overlooked. Tainted.
Born into the ruthless underworld, I’ve been cast aside. I’m locked in a cage of lies and betrayal, now framed for a crime I didn’t commit.
But then he came for me.
Ollie Romanov, the savage enforcer, believes I’m a traitor.
He’s ruthless, merciless, and prepared to make me pay for my sins.
To him, I’m nothing more than a pawn to punish. A traitor to be broken.
Yet beneath the cold, brutal exterior, I see something more—a darkness that calls to my own.
I shouldn’t crave the twisted connection we share. I swear the man has no conscience…
Except when it comes to me.
Have I married a heartless monster? A psychopath?
Or has this Savage finally found his match in me?
Savage is a standalone dark romance with a strong, fierce heroine and an unapologetically obsessive, possessive, alpha anti-hero. No OW drama, no cliffhanger, always a hard-won HEA.
Download today or read for FREE with Kindle Unlimited
Amazon: https://amzn.to/3AKgrf6
Goodreads: https://bit.ly/3Xmllb0
Excerpt:
“I don’t trust you, you know,” I say. My voice is steady, but when he gives me a stern look, my heart races faster.
“You don’t have to.” He leans in closer. “It’s really very simple, Renata. All you have to do is marry me. Let me fuck you. Take my name and have my babies.” He shrugs, as if all of this is so simple—all I have to do is marry him, give him everything, and let him control the rest.
But this is more than a marriage. This is war.
“I’ll handle the rest, Renata.”
Oh, is that all?
I narrow my eyes at him but don’t give the smug prick the satisfaction of a response.
I give him the middle finger… just to set him straight. His eyes spark at me, and he sobers, leaning closer. “Do that again, Renata, and I’ll test that theory about my fiancée and her spanking kink.”
I gape at him. “What?”
“You heard me.” Oooh, the nerve. I want to wipe that self-satisfied, smug look right off his face, to see the man beneath the mask. The man who might actually feel something more than this cold, calculating detachment.
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