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SEAL

HE TAKES WHAT HE WANTS. NO MATTER WHAT.

 

Six-foot-five, tatted, tough, and unstoppable. Matt Perrier was the perfect hunter who spent the last six years in the mountains of Afghanistan.

 

Even though I know those strong hands of his are stained with blood.

When they rest on my curves—take me from one leg-quivering climax to another, I forget who he is. I forget what he’s done.

 

I forget that I can run from all my problems, but I can’t run from him.

 

Because those hands of his will find me, catch me…

… hold me tight and never let go.

 

OWNED BY THE BAD BOY

 

I DON’T PLAN ON STOPPING UNTIL SHE’S CARRYING MY KID.

 

SCOTT

I swore to protect her. Keep her safe from the demons of her past. I didn’t expect to pull her into my bed.

One night was all it took. To break her walls, to make her feel
alive
again.

But once wasn’t enough, and all I wanted was more.

 

The President made her off limits. Said he’d put a bullet in anyone who laid a hand on her.

Too bad for him, I did more than that.

 

Until she’s carrying my kid.

Until she’s wearing my ring.

Until I make her mine.

 

JESSICA

I swore off outlaws—after the last one left me nearly dead—I swore never again. 

Until I came face-to-face with Scott: the sexy bastard who’d knock down all my walls and set my world on fire.

 

I wanted to fight him, to push him away while hiding how hard it was to keep my hands off him.

It wasn’t a battle I could win.

 

And when he stares me in the eye, promising that he’ll make me his and that he’s not taking no for an answer.

I can’t help think that there’s no way he could be wrong.

 

BRUTE

 

Dawson

 

I hurt people for a living. 

There’s no room in my life for love. 

 

But that was before I met Mari. 

 

I’ve never met anyone like her before. 

 

Pure. 

Innocent. 

Begging to be corrupted. 

 

She won't be the first girl I’ve pulled into my bed. 

But I’ll be damned if she isn’t the first one that I want to make MINE. 

 

 

Mari

 

He doesn’t just stare at me, he f***s me with his eyes. 

And when he asked me for a favor—a favor that goes against all of my better judgments, I should have backed away. 

 

I should have kept my distance. 

I should have said no. 

 

Because once I stepped into his world… 

 

There was no way out. 

 

COLE

I’M NOT A HERO

 

Cole

My heart belongs to my club and nowhere else. I don’t love, and my only commitment is to my brothers.

 

Until Nicole.

 

She was supposed to be just another job—but more importantly, off limits.

… But that was before I pulled her in my bed.

 

Now, I can’t get her out of my mind.

I want her to scream my name.

I need her begging for more.

 

She thinks I’m just a thug to keep her in line.

But that won’t stop me from making her MINE.

 

Nicole

Life on the street has turned me into what I am today: a call girl.

All I wanted was out, but what I got instead was Cole Porter.

 

Six-foot-four and covered in tats, Cole’s the strong-arm biker meant to keep me in line and keep unruly customers at arm’s length.

My protector and jailer.

 

I’m not supposed to talk to him.

I’m not supposed to look at him.

I’m not supposed to run my hands along his hard body.

 

… and I’m definitely not supposed to beg him to make me HIS.

INKED

I’M NOT YOUR F***ING PRINCE CHARMING

 

Alex

I live and die for my club, and I bury anyone who gets in my way.

 

Nothing else matters. Not until Krishna.

Innocent and pure, with eyes begging for a savior.

 

A good girl trapped with a gang of ex-convicts.

 

One look and I know what I want, what I NEED:

 

To corrupt her.

To defile her.

To make her MINE. and make her scream for more.

 

Krishna

HE’S A DEVIL—A DEMON COVERED IN SCARS, MUSCLE, AND TATTOOS.

 

A devil that took me, claimed me, and used me for his pleasure until I was screaming his name.

 

A splash of ink, a tattoo, and now Alex Gordon thinks he owns me.

 

I should run.

I should get out while I can.

 

But each time he touches me.

Each time his gravelly voice rumbles in my ear…

 

“You’re mine.”

 

…I know he won’t stop.

 

Not until there’s nothing of the old me left.

Not until he’s made me
HIS

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