I’m Scottish with an accent to prove it.
I really hate pants.
I’m a Ruthless King. One thing people don’t know?
I don’t fight because I have to.
I breathe it.
I live it.
I love it. Flesh.
Brass Knuckles. I lived my life fighting for nothing.
Until I saw something worth fighting for.
Her. Dawn belongs to one of my rivals.
An Irish bloke with more power than common sense.
The kind of man stupid enough to use it.
And stupid enough to put bruises on her pretty face. This fight won’t be my last.
But it may be his.
If he tries anything stupid with me?
He’s gonna find out that my MC always has my back.
Even if it starts a war…
They write about gritty, alpha males, sometimes their dark sides, and the women they love.
If you have the same itch, their alpha males should fix that.