Snaring Emberly (Morally Black, #2)

by Gigi Styx

“When your man stabs you in the back, don’t just walk away with your dignity. Strike back with a meat tenderizer to the balls.” — Emberly Kay.

To all the bad bitches who own their feminine rage and delight in a damn good grovel.

When a man steps out of death row for a murder he didn’t commit, the first thing he wants to do is kill a motherfucker.

The next asshole who fucks with me will get more than just a scalded dick.

One of these days, someone’s going to say the wrong thing, and I’ll unleash hell.

Emberly is mine, and no one will ever take her away.

I. Love. Emberly. Kay.

“You, Emberly Kay, are my fucking woman and I fucking love you.”

“Living without you is like trying to breathe without air. Every good thing I ever felt is because of you. You’re in my blood, in my bones, in my fucking soul. I can’t even function without you, Emberly.”

“I don’t get on my knees for anyone,” he says, his voice dark and rich. “But for you, I’d descend into the depths of hell.”