Tuesday, 25 August 2015

Wicked Games (Wicked Billionaires book 3)

The final part to wicked Billionaires is now available. Hope you enjoy!


Ashford has finally found the love of his life, but it might be too l late. His wicked games may have caught up with him. Franklin doesn't like the idea of Ashford’s and Grace’s relationship, and will do anything to destroy it. But not everything is as it seems. Even though Franklin won’t admit it, his son is a lot like him.

The truth of it all will soon be revealed. Can Ashford and Grace survive? As Franklin fights harder and harder it seems unlikely that the two will be together. How strong is love, and how much is enough to keep them together. In the end will money or love win? 

Available at Amazon, ARE, Kobo, soon available at B&N, 

Friday, 7 August 2015

Wicked Games (Wicked Billionaires) Book 1

Something for the weekend. This is a new series I've started about some really horrible billionaires. It seems their lives will be turned around, and most likely taste their own medicine. 

Brett offers half of his shares to Ashford if he chats up the curvy woman at the other end of the coffee shop. Not only does Ashford have to ask her out, but has to make her fall in love with him. Ashford hates the challenge. He doesn’t fancy bigger women.

‘I told you I’d get you back. Forsake your model types for her.’ Brett nodded towards Grace who was stuffing her face with apple pie.
‘I can’t do it.’
‘It will be as easy as pie, look at her, and look at you. She’ll be in your arms in no time.
Ashford looked at the woman.
‘Here’s the catch. It’s not going to be that easy. You have to make her fall in love with you. Once she’s fallen in love with you, you dump her. Let her fall apart, let her double that pie and body weight. Only then will you get my shares. If you don’t complete the challenge, I take half your shares.’
Ashford loved the risk of losing it all. That was the thrill of the challenges. He took one last look back at her, and then back at his friend.
And so the wicked games began.


Drop them.’ He waited.
Brett eyed the guy again. He had to do this or loose. He’d lost a challenge before, but it was only two million pounds. That was pocket change. But now the challenges were getting riskier. They were challenging each other to do things they knew the other would be a bit disgusted to do.
He began to unbuckle. He could lose. He’d have to let this man whore suck his dick. The jeans dropped to the floor.
‘This is fucked up.’
‘Make him come.’ Ashford laughed. ‘If you don’t come, I win.’
He stood in his boxers a little hesitant. This was going to be fun. Ashford pulled out his mobile, and aimed it at Brett.
‘Do your job,’ Ashford told the man. ‘And make it good. You’ve got to earn that thousand bucks.’ He laughed.
The man walked up towards Brett. It was clear that he’d done this many times before. It was his job to get paid thousands of pounds to suck dick for the rich. He fell to his knees, and was face to face with Brett’s limp dick.
‘Shit.’ Brett held onto his forehead.
‘Want to back out?’
‘No fucking way.’ He got himself ready.
The man pulled down Brett’s boxers, and took the limp member into his hand.
‘Shit!’ He covered his eyes.
Ashford was in stitches, he found it hard to keep the camera straight.
The man licked up and down the limp cock until it stiffened.
‘Oh. Look at that!’ Ashford focused the camera. ‘You do like dick after all.’
‘Fuck off! You’re going to pay for this…shit!’ His head fell back as the man took in the bellend and teased it expertly.
‘Oh shit!’ The movements excited Brett. He hated to admit it, but the man gave a good blow job.
Just outside the doors of the private room, the waiter was anxious. He kept up serving the customers, but kept looking at the entrance. He’d given the correct time. Where was she? Just as he was about to take another order he noticed the red head enter the club.
‘I’ll be one second.’ He told the customers, and rushed towards her. ‘You’re late, you might not get anything.’
‘Sorry. I got caught up in something else juicy,’ said Anna. ‘What are those spoilt rich boys up to now?’
‘Well you better hurry up if you want to see. Private room number thirty two, and leave my name out of it.’
‘Don’t worry.’ She rushed off. The waiter went back to serving customers.
‘Oh fuck!’ Brett was getting closer to coming. He placed his hands behind the man’s head and brought him closer.
This Ashford had to see. He moved in closer, capturing every movement and every sound. Brett was beyond caring. His mind was on the exhilarating feeling on his member. Just as he was about to splash out into the man’s mouth, the door flung open. There was a flash of a camera. Everything was done so quickly, neither of them had the time to understand what was happening.
‘Fuuuuuk!’ He came in the man’s mouth breathing heavily.
Ashford dropped the phone, and chased after the lady who had taken the pictures, but it was too late. She’d disappeared between the crowds. Anna was good at her job. When she wanted dirt, she got dirt.
‘Fuck!’ Ashford knew this would not be good. ‘Sorry mate, that was unexpected.’
‘You think! My father will kill me! Everyone’s going to think I’m gay!’ He zipped up his jeans. ‘This is fucked up!’

Available on Amazon

Sunday, 2 August 2015

Trouble Maker (Inmate book 2)

Sometimes the one you want is not the one for you. Bad decisions equal bad income. Regina finds herself in a sticky situation, and can’t find a way out. And just when she thinks things can’t get worse, they do. Life hasn’t been very fair, and she hasn’t exactly made the right choices. Can her mistakes ever be fixed? Or has she gone too deep.

Love and lust has blinded her to what is. Trevor is a man who knows just how to make a woman feel wanted. The only problem is, Regina hasn’t taken time to see behind the mask. Only when it’s too late does she see him for who he was all along. 

This story is now available at Amazon