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The Deadly Sins Series

Love That's Worth The Fight

Fighting Envy

Some people get a tattoo - a piece of art that enhances or reveals something about them that they like. Other people, like me, are branded by something - actions or words. "No one will ever love you, Rowan, you're not worthy." Those are the words that created my blemish, my scar, my mark upon my soul. They were words whispered by the woman who should have loved me most. But in the darkest moment of my life, one where I stood abandoned and alone, one man proved to me that she was wrong. 

When I desperately needed someone, MMA fighter Jackson Stone crashed into my life. He wasn't the one who should have been there, but he was exactly the person I needed He believed that only fools live in the past. He showed me that a real relationship is full of dreams, faith, trust and passion. He taught me that love is worth fighting for - even when it's unexpected and more of a collision of hearts and souls. He proved that the wrong man at the right moment can heal everything. 

*This book does NOT end in a cliffhanger. Due to language and sexual content recommended age is 18+

Fighting Wrath

They say that holding onto anger is like drinking poison and expecting the other person to die. I hold onto it anyway, letting it consume me, as it slowly devours everything I am. I fight to hide my ugliness from the world. 

Until I meet her. 

She’s a soothing balm to what ails me, softening the anger that roars within. Unknowingly, she’s healing what’s broken and I’m determined to keep her - to make her mine. 

But what happens when she sees the monster that lies beneath? Will she stand by me? And what about the whispers that taunt my mind, telling me that she’s hiding secrets of her own? Can love be built on lies, or will the embers of our secrets burst into flames, consuming us both in the end? 

*This book does NOT end in a cliffhanger and can be read as a stand alone, although reading the first book in the series, Fighting Envy does add to the story. Due to language and sexual content recommended age is 18+*

Fighting Lust

Ryder “Playboy” King is what everyone calls me, in and out of the octagon. I’m fine with being known as a Playboy. I’ve turned it into an art form. A big smile, charm, and a little flattery - and my needs are easily met. Besides, giving a shit can get a man hurt – I’d rather get in and out in one piece.

Enter Tessa Jameson. One fiery lust filled moment with her, is not enough. If anything, it leaves me wanting more, but she’s not interested. Me? I know I’ve met my match – I want more. She thinks men only want sex. I’m determined to prove her wrong. But it isn’t easy. The closer I get, the more I want.

Lust, is the act of taking. Love, is the act of giving. Can I continue to give and not take? Can two bruised people long committed to a lust filled life be willing to change - to love? Will lust just be another beatable opponent? I think so.

Until I'm knocked to my knees with a blow I never see coming.

FIGHTING PRIDE

It’s been five years since I’ve seen her. 

Five years since we lost everything.

Five years since I sold my soul to the devil and broke her heart to save her. 

The years have been long, the sacrifice and loneliness have been crippling…and now, she’s back.

I’m not supposed to see her, talk to her – I’m not supposed to want her. It will only break open wounds I’ve fought to keep closed, but I can’t stay away. I tell myself I only want to see her face, to know my sacrifice has been worth it. 

Because I sold my soul, and sometimes I’d do anything, even if it means hurting her again, to get it back.

FIGHTING GREED

She said if we ever meet again, it was fate telling us to be together.

Five years ago, I found therapy and solace in the arms of a dark-haired, green-eyed beauty in rehab. I entered ashamed and lost in the grip of greed, but we healed together before we walked away.

Fast forward five years when we find each other again. Our chemistry is hotter than ever, and I can’t stop fate if it wants us together.

The secrets she’s holding might be the one thing that could tear us apart.

I may have left her last time knowing nothing more than her name, but she took much more with her.


Intended for readers 18 and up due to some violence and sexual content.

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