This is book two in a series of interconnected standalones. All stories revolve around one couple ending in an HEA. There is a mystery that runs throughout the whole series.
Ella
This is the story of the fall of a socialite princess. Just kidding, sort of.
Did I grow up in a mansion and have my own pony? Yes
Was I only allowed to see said pony when there was a planned photo op? Also, yes.
Did I ever in a million Louboutin's think I would be homeless and begging a bar owner to give me a job? Hell to the no.
My parents cut me off with no warning. Actually, that’s a lie. They warned. I called their bluff.
Boy, did I show them.
Showed them so good I’m now sleeping in my car and working for a giant jerkface so I can eat.
Oh, did I forget to mention there’s still a serial killer on the loose? If there was a step-by-step guide on how to completely screw up your life, my face would grace the cover.
Luca
Everything I touch goes up in a blazing inferno. Everything. My only recourse is spending my days in the back office of my bar and beating a punching bag waiting for the day it relinquishes and somehow feels like my fist is sinking into flesh and bone again.
It’s the only craving I’ve allowed myself to satisfy.
So when Princess Floral Flock shows up begging for a job, I shock even myself in my hesitation.
What could she possibly do to tempt me?
I hate her.
She hates me.
Lots of hate.
So why does my body come alive with every insult she throws?
And why do I find myself drawn to her when I know my touch will burn her entire life to the ground?
Andi McClane
