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322 pages, Kindle Edition
First published September 6, 2015
“She giggled. Marc was pretty sure he'd never heard that sound come out of her before – it was like finding out a bobcat could giggle. Bizarre.”
“That woman will fuck your world up. She looks like a pin up, fucks like a porn star, and fights like Tyson.”
“When a person met Marc for the first time, the only words that ever come to mind was “ROUGH”.” Lily


“One of the worst cities in the world, and here was an auburn goddess with rosy skin and a lavender scent.” Marc

“He grabbed her by the back of her head and pulled her in for a kiss.” Marc

“She grabbed the straps of his vest and yanked him even closer, sliding her tongue into his mouth before he could make that move first.” Lily










I don't want to have to hurt her, but I will. I don't want to have to kill her, but I will.
But sometimes nasty things can come in pretty packages. Lily herself was proof of that.

So much trouble. So many rocks. Such little rocks.


"We don't have to be these people anymore."








"Quite the night, Marcelle De Sant. Gangs, cannibals, diamonds, killings, running for your life. I'm surprised you had any stamina left for me,"

"Why is everything a fucking battle with you? I feel like I need to constantly be kicking your ass just to get anything I want,"
"See what happens when you play with fire, Lily? I burn down your goddamn house of lies."







Whew....let me take a breath for a moment here…….This book left me feeling like I had just watched a Quentin Tarentino movie….oh, Mr T…..you could turn this story into a beyond amazing movie!!!
I fell in love with Lily from the start. A kick-ass heroine that drew me in with her smartness, toughness and her resourcefulness. She’s gutsy and self-reliant and takes care of herself and the baddies too. A take-charge woman.
“Just you wait, Marcelle De Sant. I’ll be the best anyone in this business has ever seen. Just you fucking wait.”She’s sexy and adventurous and not afraid to make the first move……
This is also a woman with a lot of baggage….She has spent the last five years on a mission to revenge and kill the man responsible for her sister’s death, and nothing will stand in her way to accomplish that.
"Marc was all rough sexiness, five o'clock shadow and gritted teeth, his presence filling a room like a bomb blast.
“Kingsley was smoothness personified, with gel in his hair, and a suit under all his black gear. He was well groomed and had stormy blue eyes and fair skin, a sharp jaw and broad shoulders, complimented by perfect pearly teeth and a perfect pearly smile. His presence was sharp, like a knife."
Fellow mercenary and friend, he’s the only person that Marc trusts and who he sees as a friend. I loved this character. He’s undeniably unforgettable. He’s like a breath of fresh air amid the chaos. He lightens up tense and dangerous situations that relieve you from dark to light.

"Why is everything a fucking battle with you? I feel like I need to constantly be kicking your ass just to get anything I want," – Marc

”Yesterday, we were ready to kill each other. Tonight, we just had sex for two hours straight. What’s tomorrow? Pistols ad dawn?”



He whispered more words in her ear, words she’d never heard before, in a voice she always wanted to hear. He was gentle with her, in a way he’d never been before, with a touch she could learn to live for. And as he breathed life into her veins and new thoughts into her mind and different feelings into her soul, there was just one phrase repeating itself in her head.
“… we don’t have to be these people anymore …”
“The were destined for two very different paths.”
“…that woman will f*ck your world up. She looks like a pin up, f*cks like a porn star, and fights like Tyson.”
“Tell me what do, Marc, I’ve been making decisions for too long. Have they all been wrong? Tell me what do.”
“I made promises to yesterday. I can’t start giving away my tomorrows.”
They were like magnets, fighting against each other one minute, then stuck together the next. Whatever it was, it was tangible, and powerful, and very real, and very present. He was the first person to ever make her question her plan. To ever make her wonder if maybe revenge wasn’t the answer.
“… we don’t have to be these people anymore …”

"Never be scared. I never want you to be scared, ever again,"
"... we don't have to be these people anymore ..."











