Phoebe Wright is engaged to the nephew of the boss for Boston’s Irish mob chapter, so when he loses her in an underground poker game to two of the visiting head kingpins of the Irish mob on St Patrick’s Day, she should be livid. But she’s not, because they are two of the hottest men she’s ever laid eyes on.
It doesn’t take long for Clay Moreland and Eamon Lear to claim their prize, and before Phoebe knows it she’s got two hot men bringing her pleasure like she’s never known it. But Phoebe is hiding a secret, and she has no choice but to unveil it when the nephew returns with his uncle and the entire Boston chapter, them having discovered the real reason for Clay and Eamon’s visit.
Phoebe is torn away from them and they’re not happy. Clay and Eamon want her back, and Phoebe has to make some tough choices. Will she choose the two men she barely knows but can’t get out of her head? As always, the menage scenes will set your Kindle on fire and there’s a good twist that brings nice depth to the story. Another great read for Madison Faye fans!
Wanting her could destroy us.
Touching her could start a war.
But the consequences stopped mattering the moment we knew she’d be ours.
Now sharing her is our obsession, and we won’t be stopped…
They call us Kings. Born on the war-torn streets of Belfast and trained in the hard-knocks life of crime, now we’re two ruthless Kingpins at the very top of the Irish mob. And we’re visiting Boston for one reason: to kill the man who hurt one of our own.
But “the plan” goes out the window the second she walks into the room. Gorgeous, alluring, and feisty as h*ll. Sharp green eyes, blazing red hair, and legs a man can only dream of feeling wrapped around his waist.
But Phoebe’s also entirely off-limits. She’s forbidden fruit, and dangerous as f**k. H*ll, she belongs to the man we’re here to kill. But then, she stopped being another man’s woman the second he put her up as a bet in a card game.
…And when the chips fall? Well, you better believe we’re going to collect our prize.
Tangling ourselves with her could mean losing everything. But one taste of her sassy lips and freckled skin makes us lose all control, and we know we won’t be stopped from taking what’s ours.
Because now, we’ve got a new plan: claim her as our own, keep her safe, and destroy anyone who tries to take her from us.
We’re not sure if Phoebe’s got any Irish in her.
…but she’s about to
Ready for completely over-the-top, extremely unrealistic, insta-love fantasy at its finest? We’re talking page two forever-love, so buckle up, hang on tight, and don’t say I didn’t warn you!
Grab a pint, raise a toast, and get ready for twice the growly alpha goodness. Sláinte!
This mfm romance is all about her – no m/m. As with all my books, this standalone novella is safe, with no cheating, and a HEA guaranteed.