It contains over 130,000 words of WHITE HOT suspense, dirty talk, spanking, and other assorted naughtiness and should be read with caution...and spare panties.
Marine turned billionaire arms dealer Jackson Hawke has one goal--to have the woman who ruined his life at his mercy. He'll see her on her knees, even if he has to pay for the privilege. Six years ago, Hannah buried her twin sister. Now, with her family in jeopardy, Hannah must sell herself to a wealthy stranger in order to save their home. She expects to be scarred by the experience. She doesn't expect to pay penance for her sister's sins or to meet a man who brings her body savagely to life. Jackson Hawke might be a monster, but he's Hannah's monster. They belong together and she's determined to show Jackson that she can love every part of him--light and dark, cruel and gentle, lost soul and Dominant man. Can a monster learn to become a man again? Or will dark forces from the past claim Hannah's life before she can claim Jackson's heart? *This box set contains the complete Bought by the Billionaire series
Bought By The Billionaire is a complete set of a 4 book series. Each of the first 3 books ends in a cliffhanger. Personally I preferred to have the entire series at my fingertips. This series is not for the sweet, romantic loving reader,nor for the faint of heart. It is darkly compelling, erotic thriller. When I say thrilling, I mean it in every sense of the word. Two seemingly opposites not only attract, they totally combust on the pages of these books. Murder, mystery and violence are all to be found . Secrets are revealed and falsehoods are uncovered. This is Jackson and Hannah's tale of self discovery and self acceptance.
Imperfect to others but so perfect together. The sex scenes will leave you panting. They scorch across the pages and into your imagination. Enjoyable, enticing and totally panty melting. I was given a copy of this book In return for an honest review for WTMO Bloggers. Buy it, you will love entering the dark side.
~ Helen, WTMO Reviewer ~
He was so vulnerable, adrift and directionless, with all his carefully constructed armor falling away. He reminded her of a wounded predator, made more dangerous by the knowledge that his defenses were weakened. But he was also utterly captivating. For the first time since she’d come into his keeping, she glimpsed the man she’d met that night in her sister’s bed, the man capable of trust and affection. He’d been wounded by betrayal and smothered by rage, but he was still there, nearly within her reach, and she didn’t want to do anything to scare him away. As Jackson eased onto the mattress beside her, she was shocked to realize that she felt like the Dominant one tonight. The responsibility for his emotional well-being lay heavy on her shoulders, but she could handle the weight. She was stronger than she’d imagined she could be. Jackson had taught her that. He’d shown her the strength in submission and the core of steel that ran through her softness. And tonight she would use her strength to begin leading him out of the darkness before it was too late. “You’re beautiful,” he said, his palm skimming up her stomach to cup her breast reverently in his hand. “Have I told you how beautiful you are?” “Yes. I think stunning was another word you used,” she said, knowing it was exactly the word he’d used. She would never forget a single word he’d said to her, this man who had captured her imagination, her heart, and everything in between. “You’re pretty stunning yourself.” “I’m glad I please you,” he said, rolling her nipple between his fingers, sending a sweet ache flooding through her core. “You do more than please me.” She pushed gently at his shoulders until he rolled onto his back. “You drive me crazy.” She leaned down, holding his gaze as she pressed a kiss to the center of his chest. “I’ve never wanted anyone the way I want you.” She moved higher, trailing kisses up his neck until she reached his mouth, where she let her lips hover a whisper above his. “Am I allowed to kiss you anywhere I want now?” “Anywhere you want, sunshine,”
Lili Valente has slept under the stars in Greece, eaten dinner at midnight with French men who couldn't be trusted to keep their mouths on their food, and walked alone through Munich's red light district after dark and lived to tell the tale.
These days you can find her writing in a tent beside the sea, drinking coconut water and thinking delightfully dirty thoughts.
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