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Dark, Dirty and Beyond Flirty...

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I have been beaten.
I have been lied to.
And now I am being forced into a marriage I don't want.

My uncle has taken everything that mattered from me. But I am not going down without a fight. I will show my future husband that I won't be easy to tame.

But this new life is not what I expected and neither is my new husband. Things are never truly what they seem but now I need to protect my heart and keep the only person that still matters alive.

I may have lost all the battles in the past but I will win this war.

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Nameless. Scarred. Broken. Nadir is intimate with the darkest corners of his soul.

Even a ruined man has a heart.

Kade Ryan understands everything about hitting rock bottom. Known as Nadir inside his local Utah MC chapter, Kade has little information of where he came from and who his family is meant to be.

During a raid to rescue women snatched from their homes by a rival club that deal with sex-trafficking, he discovers an abandoned infant. Reminded of his own history and unable to leave the child, Kade takes the baby to the only woman he trusts—his foster mother.

The abandoned infant isn’t the sole person of interest. Summer Holmes stands out amongst the rescued women from the rival club. More than out of place, Nadir is drawn to her, and claims her as his own despite the mistrust of his MC brothers.

But Summer knows something about Nadir that no one else does. She knows his name…

SPINNING GOLD is a standalone MC dark romance retelling of Rumplestiltskin.


How can I stalk my obsession if she’s dead?

Celeste Flores. Nineteen year old college student at Rippton U and the only daughter of a business magnate turned mafiaoso who dabbles his toe on the wrong side of the moral line.

Sweet. Perfect. Innocent.

My mark.

The girl I’m meant to kill.

I’ve been given a job to complete with her stilled heart at the end. My employer says she’s as twisted as him, that we can use her as his punishment.

But the more I watch her I see who she is inside. Maybe she is broken. Maybe she has some evil under that pretty little shell she shows the world. But my Celeste, my Wintergreen, draws me in.

Until watching her isn’t enough.

I have to be closer.

I need to taste her.

Until the job no longer matters. Only her.

Merry f*ucking Christmas to me.

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