Dangerous Beauty (#1)
Dangerous Desires (#2)
Dangerous Games (#3)
A beautiful fugitive. A hot bodyguard. A high-stakes game of temptation.
For Nasir, former Special Ops military man and bodyguard, his new job seems like an easy-money gig: trail a Russian mobster’s runaway wife in Mexico, enjoy the sun, observe, and report. Just one rule: don’t get too close. But it’s all Naz can do not to watch the alluring dancer’s every move. A closer look is irresistible—especially when she’s in trouble.
Evalina escaped to the island getaway to live an untraceable life—as far away from the past as she can get. But Eva can’t ignore the dark, muscled stud who rescues her from a drug gang. He says he’s an ex-cop on vacation. When providence throws them together time and again, Eva thinks it’s all a beautiful coincidence. Now she’s giving in to a strange new sensation: trust.
But Naz has a mission to accomplish and a secret to keep. Eva has her share of secrets, too. And as the heat flares between them, Naz knows that trust could become the most dangerous impulse of all.
cw: past SA, past physical assault
“I fucking hate that I can’t make that better for you, but I swear with God as my witness that if anyone—anyone—ever hurts you again, or tries to hurt you, or even fucking thinks about hurting you, I’ll kill him. And I don’t mean figuratively. I will literally end his life, with my bare hands if necessary. Do you understand?”
Her eyes fill with water. After a moment, she says in a shaky voice, “I must be very sick, because I think that’s the most romantic thing I’ve ever heard.”
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“I wish I had the right words to tell you all the ways you’ve saved me. I used to think death meant freedom, but now I know all you really need to be free is someone who believes in you so much you finally believe in yourself.”
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“The strongest steel is forged by fire, and so are the strongest souls. Your light is so much more beautiful because of your darkness. Your heart is so much more open because it’s been hollowed out by knives. And though I surely would’ve loved the younger, more innocent you, I adore you even more because all your broken pieces sing to mine.”
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"...don’t look back. Don’t regret. The past can only imprison you if you let it.”
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Then our mouths find each other. Our lips fit together like destiny, so perfectly right it was always fated to be.
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