Twisted Lies


She’s got promise. He has power. He’ll either love her, ruin her, or both.

Sinthia Michaels is a rising fashion star. The curvy and young beauty has it all—a celeb lifestyle, a gorgeous Manhattan townhouse, and a highly anticipated line of couture. Sin is about to learn that what goes up, could come crashing down.

Core McKay is rich, sexy, and ruthless. The former kingpin of New York City’s organized crime, Core wants revenge on a corrupt politician. And Sin’s fashion empire is the perfect vehicle.

Spinning twisted lies and dirty secrets, Core entraps Sin in the space between the backstabbing fashion world, the vicious political arena, and the ruthless criminal underworld. Sin may be in the tightest spot of her life, but she didn’t get to where she was without knowing how to fight back.

Twisted Lies is the first book in a sizzling contemporary romance episodic novella series. If you like suspense, chemistry, betrayal, and the thrill of danger, then you’ll love this emotional page turner.

Buy Twisted Lies to start the sexy series today!

18+, explicit language and sexual situations / Cliffhanger
Dirty Secrets Reading Order:

#1 – Twisted Lies

#2 – Twisted Lies 2

#3 – Twisted Lies 3

#4 – Twisted Lies 4 (in progress)

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REVIEWS


sizzling hot!!!

-Writer Geek “MD”

Packed with sexual tension, lust and undercurrent desire, lies and deceit, this is sinful! It got to me from the very beginning and way before the cliffhanger, I’m a goner! . . .

-Amazon.com

Great read!

-Jenn Allenon

This story starts off scorching! I liked learning about Sin, things she has been through in her life that brings her to this point. She’s a very strong, independent, talented woman and I like her. There is darkness and trouble coming and I’m anxious to read more of her story to find out what will come!

-Amazon.com

EXCERPT


PROLOGUE

Manhattan. Present Day. W.C. (With Core)

How the hell did this shit happen?

I fucking hate him, but I want him.

It was sick and sordid, and I couldn’t tell what this really was. I only knew when I was around him, he suffocated me with his twisted lies and dirty secrets, only to cruelly resuscitate me—and shamefully, I loved it.

Core stepped forward, caging me alongside his desk, making sure my body was flush against his. “Ready to fuck, Sin?” he whispered in my ear.

I sucked in a breath as his hard bulge pressed into my stomach. Mesmerized, I watched his hand reach out. His callous fingers slid down my cheek before his thick thumb dragged across my bottom lip and penetrated the barrier of my pouty wet lips. My body jerked from the sensual intrusion.

Honestly, I wasn’t really sure how to process the touch of a man again. It’d been so long that I forgot just how good it felt to have a strong hand touching me.

He scowled. “Sin, don’t move,” he demanded huskily while grabbing the back of my head with his other hand. “Show me how much you want this, how much you want me. Lick it like you want it, darling.”

I should stop him before this goes any further.

I knew I should, but my body thought otherwise. I was high off his lies and drunk off his hate. Now there was no way out. On cue, my tongue ran along the length of his thumb as if it were his shaft. When he growled with pleasure, a tremor pulsed through my body as my cunt contracted.

Jesus, I’m so fucked.

Our mouths were a breath away. The desire and tension were almost more than I could take. Abruptly, he removed his thumb, cupping the back of my neck, pulling hard on my hair, before his lips settled across my mouth. My breath caught, my mind undecided as to whether I should pull back or allow him to delve farther.

Who am I kidding?

There was no allowing. I was Core’s possession, and the cocky bastard knew it.

Sensually, I moaned as his tongue curled around mine, demanding it come out and play. He awakened a need that lay dormant in the pit of my stomach, a need that only he could satisfy.

His hand skated down and squeezed my hip while his eyes were fixed on mine. “I want you. Now!” he growled.

My pulse raced, and my body trembled with want. He was crumbling my resolve. Diabolically, he stripped me emotionally bare, leaving me vulnerable and raw to the bone. He was revealing a piece of me that would be better left hidden. The message was clear. He knew what I needed, and he would give it to me if I took the leap of faith.

He smiled like the devil reincarnated as he released me and sat on the leather chair with his legs splayed open. My stomach rolled with anxiousness as I leaped into the pits of scorching hell by pushing up the hem of my dress before straddling his legs. I shook my hair slowly as I rotated my hips. He grabbed my ass hard, stilling my movement.

I trailed my fingers over his chest. “Then take me, McKay, until there’s nothing left.” I leaned in toward him and bit his lower lip.

He gave me a bad-boy smile, causing my stomach to flip-flop like I was on a roller coaster.

“Sinful.” He licked my bottom lip slowly. He pulled back with his eyes locked onto me with a power that left me breathless. “Are you mine?” he asked gruffly.

My heart raced with sickening excitement. I knew he was evil, lust, and darkness personified. He should have terrified me, but he didn’t because I was just as fucked-up in the head as he was.

“Always,” I whispered.

“I’m never letting you go, Sin.” Tilting my head back, he kissed me hard. “What I claim, I keep.”

I was a spider trapped in his web.

“Now get on your knees,” he ordered in a brusque tone.

This was it—the moment of truth that would seal my destiny. Self-preservation finally kicked in.

My mind screamed like a banshee, Run, Sin! Tuck your ass and run!

My body tightened, preparing to run away as if a horde of paparazzi were nipping at my stilettos.

Core’s cold grey eyes narrowed. “I’m a hardhearted, ruthless motherfucker who doesn’t know shit about love or relationships.” He pulled me forward, one hand taking a firm hold of my wrists, while his legs forced my knees apart. “And neither do you.” His free hand ripped off my panties. “Perfection is complete fantasyland bullshit.”

His hand slid against my pussy, and two fingers pushed inside, stretching me open. I moaned as I clenched those fingers tightly.

“See, darling?” He smiled knowingly. “That’s our reality. It’s raw, wicked, and wild—a connection on a level that very as he was.

“Always,” I whispered.

“I’m never letting you go, Sin.” Tilting my head back, he kissed me hard. “What I claim, I keep.”

I was a spider trapped in his web.

“Now get on your knees,” he ordered in a brusque tone.

This was it—the moment of truth that would seal my destiny. Self-preservation finally kicked in.

My mind screamed like a banshee, Run, Sin! Tuck your ass and run!

My body tightened, preparing to run away as if a horde of paparazzi were nipping at my stilettos.

Core’s cold grey eyes narrowed. “I’m a hardhearted, ruthless motherfucker who doesn’t know shit about love or relationships.” He pulled me forward, one hand taking a firm hold of my wrists, while his legs forced my knees apart. “And neither do you.” His free hand ripped off my panties. “Perfection is complete fantasyland bullshit.”

His hand slid against my pussy, and two fingers pushed inside, stretching me open. I moaned as I clenched those fingers tightly.

“See, darling?” He smiled knowingly. “That’s our reality. It’s raw, wicked, and wild—a connection on a level that very few will ever have or could even dream of.”

I didn’t have it all figured out. What I did know was Core was no Prince Charming and I, for damn sure, wasn’t a princess. There would be no fairy-tale ending for us. It would be hard work, and more importantly, it would be real. Life couldn’t be all about tiaras and princes riding in to save the day.

Damn it! I would rewrite my fucking story and leap into the black abyss on faith alone because I wasn’t looking for forever.

I licked his lips, unzipped his pants, and wrapped my hands around his hard cock before squeezing hard. He hissed as he relaxed against the soft leather chair, watching with intensity as I slid to my knees.

This was my give. This was his take.

And there was no going back.

’Til death do us part…

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