Fascination. Pleasure. Submission.
Depravity is my business, and trust me, it’s lucrative. The penthouse on Lake Michigan, the women, the cars, the access, all of it—the embodiment of every boy’s fantasy. Not bad for a kid voted most likely to wind up on death row.
Life is sweet and simple, or it was until a certain voluptuous waitress took residence in my fantasies. I’m a man used to getting what I want, and delectable Ryann is about to find herself on the menu.
If you enjoy dirty talking millionaires and a woman ready to take a walk on the wicked side, you’ll love A.C. Nixon’s chronicle of love, lust, and adventure.
Welcome to Club Surrender—embrace the pain.
Heal me was originally published in the Alpha Fever Anthology.
About the Author
You know that awkward sweet child that danced around the room in her mom's heels and holding that bottle of Jean Nate pretending to accept her Academy award for best actress? Nah, me either. From the moment my mother's friend gave me a box of Harlequin Romances, I was hooked. No more Nancy Drew for me. It was all about finding love and happy ever after. Between then and now, I've done a plethora of things, enjoying most of them. Well, they sounded good at the time. I've served in the military, worked with explosives, spent three months as a singing waitress in Interlaken, Switzerland, and enjoyed many a moments pretending to be someone else on stage. Eventually I found my prince, but he wears camouflage instead of a crown. My court comprises two cats that can't quite comprehend I'm the queen. When I'm not writing or reading, I'm on a perpetual hunt for the perfect red wine to pair with dark chocolate and attempting to wean myself from social media. Since that won't happen soon, so feel free to friend me.