“You were never my mark. You were my world.”
I was hired to steal something, not someone.
But that changes when I see her, asleep in her cushy marital bed.
We live in the same town but our worlds couldn’t be more different.
So I insert myself in hers by getting a job working directly under her.
Seeing her every day isn’t enough. I want her nights, too. I want her everything, including the secrets she refuses to share.
I don’t care what I have to do or who I have to take on, she will be mine.
Just when I think I have her, I find out she’s not who she pretends to be. Not at all.
And those secrets I said I wanted…
They’re bigger than the ones I’ve been keeping from her.
*CONTENT WARNING: This book is a 145k-word dark romance standalone intended for audiences 18+. It contains content that may be triggering and/or disturbing to some readers, such as, but not limited to: foul language, graphic violence, explicit sexual situations, anxiety, cheating, stalking, chronic illness, spousal abuse, drug and alcohol use, grooming, murder, talk of suicide/attempted suicide, kidnapping, drugging, theft, involuntary sex work/sex acts, talk of sexual assault/rape, attempted sexual assault, spit play, blood play, breeding, masochism, auralism, orgasm control, swallowing/exchanging of bodily fluids, public play, raw sex/sex without a condom. While this book does feature cheating, it is not between the main characters. Any on-page sex between the main characters is consensual.
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You met them in the second novel in my Creekwood series, Changing Lanes, but now you can read their love story.
When my label asked who I wanted as my next tour’s opener, I gave them the one name I knew they’d never be able to land—Collette.
Except, they did. And now the veteran popstar is here, on the road with me, opening up more than just my show.
My eyes? Still half-mast and bloodshot but finally seeing what everyone’s been hiding from me.
My chest? Cracked down the middle, feeling what I’ve been hiding from me.
My head? Yeah, she’s there, too, getting me higher than the thick-a** cloud of smoke permanently filling my bus.
Her mind? Well… Thanks to her ex, Collette doesn’t actually f*ck with celebrities anymore, but I’ve never met a rule I couldn’t ignore, remix, or straight up break.
The woman whose posters used to line my teenage walls needs me to step up and be more, not just for her but also her own teen son, so I will be…as soon as I figure out how.
Guess Imma have to freestyle this sh*t.
Make sure you get a good seat; the show’s about to start.
*CONTENT WARNING: The Comedown is a 150k-word rockstar romance standalone featuring a bad-boy rapper and a not-so-good-girl popstar. It contains foul language, consensual sexual situations, graphic violence, and drug and alcohol use intended for audiences 18+. Subjects pertaining to sexual assault, self harm, eating disorders, suicide, and addiction are present as well. The word r*pe is used. It is not graphic and is not shown, only referenced as a past memory.
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After quitting pro-snowboarding, I’m back in my hometown, choking on my best friend’s eulogy when my eyes land on her. The only one smiling, she’s impossible to miss. The beautiful stranger saves my speech before escaping on her skateboard, leaving me without so much as a name.
Since early retirement winds up being about as much fun as that time I broke my back, it’s a welcome relief to see the funeral crasher again months later, helping me through another low point.
Mysterious, wild, and elusive, Gia doesn’t do commitments, but I made the mistake of letting her skate away from me once. I won’t do it twice.
Little by little, we let each other in…until it comes time for me to be her savior, then she tries dodging me all over again.
The rub though? On or off the mountain, boarding’s in my blood. I’ll catch her.
*CONTENT WARNING: This book is a 95k-word new adult sports romance standalone. Contains foul language, sexual situations, mild violence, and drug and alcohol use intended for audiences 18+. Depression along with subjects dealing with cancer and death are present.
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