Rowan Finch is a thug. Protected at the top of a hierarchy at the right-hand of a king. He takes pleasure from being cruel and sadistic, and his ability to deal with dead bodies. I’m a good girl behind the façade, but I want him to show me what it’s like to be bad.

My life’s never been good. Not even fine. My mum’s dragged us from one shitty stepfather to another and through so many schools I’ve lost count. It’s a wonder I maintain my A average. Her latest husband? Rowan’s father, who is ten times scarier than his son.

So, when my brother gets himself into another shitstorm, I do the unthinkable. I ask Rowan for a favour. Turns out, it’s a favour he’s happy to grant…so long as I pay his price. But does my brother’s life mean more to me than my morals? Maybe.

Because Rowan’s price? It’s me. Where he wants. How he wants. When he wants. Rowan’s price is one I’d happily pay for no favour. Not that ever I’d tell him that.

I’ll let Rowan bully me and use me, but can I let him love me? I don’t know that either of us can. All I know is that my stepbrother’s the most real thing I’ve ever felt.

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People call them the V.I.C.E.S. because they’ll wring you for everything you are and leave you ruined. They are the Princes of Rosewood Hall, and no one says no to them. Until now.

Vaughn Saint. The racer. He dubbed the Prince of Thorns. Pretty as a rose, but one touch and he’ll leave you bleeding.

He chases death on two wheels at least twice a week. Used to controlling powerful things between his thighs, nothing is more powerful than the lure of the pleasures he promises.

And he wants to give them all to me. Only problem? I’m the daughter of the leader of the Blood Roses. His leader. I’m off-limits. Dad wants me to walk away from all that, not get dragged down deeper into their hell, but Vaughn Saint threatens to take me to the very depths and still have me begging for more. Loving me will kill him.

Not loving me will destroy the both of us.

My life is perfect. My life is planned. My life isn't mine.

Promised to a man I love. A man I hate. Not even a man. A god.

Apollo Callahan is that and much more.

My life is broken. My life is fractured. My life isn't free.

Craving a man I hate. A man I need. Not even a man. An angel.

Valen Kincaid is nothing I could ever want.

Though the Saints rule the hallowed halls of Saint Benedict's College, they're anything but saintly. Behind closed doors, they call themselves the Sinners. Sex. Fast Cars. Drugs. Money. The odd assassination or two. Nothing is beneath them, except the next in a long line of women. Can one little princess, searching to break free from her prison tower, bring these mighty lords crashing to their knees?

The epic final book in the Sinners of Saint Benedicts Harlow trilogy.

Once upon a time, there was a King. He'd been moulded callous and cold, to rule with an iron fist and crush his boot through anyone's throat who disobeyed. He didn't know another world and he didn't want to. He revelled in his superiority, and he was damned good at it.

Then, a lowly maiden came into his life, and it was completely blown the f*ck open. She was good, pure, and kind. Everything the King could never be and never have, but it didn't stop him falling utterly in love with her. It didn't stop her being the reason his ruined heart beat.

This is the story of how the mighty King of Rivermont fell in love with the Un-Queen long before she had any idea she was even on his radar. I can vouch for it. I'm Jaeger Richards, the loyal left hand of Rivermont's King, and I was there for the whole freaking tortured thing.

Ten Months ago, I was one of them; an Elite of Lionswood Academy. Girlfriend to the King, no one could touch me.
Until they did.
They thought they could get rid of me. They thought I’d stay away forever, to lick my wounds and woe is me. But they don’t know the real me.
I’m back at Lionswood Academy. I don’t care about my final year of high school. All I want is revenge on the Elites, the usurper of my crown, and their King.
But I don’t know how to do it alone and there’s only one person who might help me.
Dante Wolfe – the Lord of the Immortals of Lionswood Academy – is the only one who can make my ex look like a tame kitten. He’s wickedly sinful in all the right ways and says my scars bring out my eyes. He shows me exactly how strong I really am.
He also thinks I’m his.
But I belong to no one.
I believed the lies and deceit of a King, I will not fall for those of a Lord. Even if his kiss is like fire.

My job is simple; protect Olive. Whatever she needs. Including spending the summer with the family of her intended fiancé.

Mav Vitali is anything but simple. Olive’s future husband. Heir to his father’s crime empire, he’s as deadly as he is gorgeous.

I have one job. One. Goddamned. Job. My life is hers. So, of course I fall head over heels into lust at first sight with Mav.

I could have resisted – he’s an arsehole, after all – if the feeling hadn’t been mutual. And it takes just one inadvisable kiss for him to decide I will be his at any cost. Luckily, Olive’s had more spark with a wet towel but, when a stalker comes after her, we’ve all got other things on our minds.

To save her, I’ll have to team up with the man I love to hate. As the stalker grows closer, so do we. But what price will we pay to be together?

Beckett Maxwell reigns over Rivermont Academy with his loyal court: the Royals, their courtiers, their harem. He doesn’t have time for a nobody like me: a scholarship student and daughter of faculty to boot. I’m the lowest of the low in a school full of highs.

One year everything's going fine. Enough. The next, I’m some pawn in a Royal power struggle. Well, I won’t have it. They can bully me, they can torment me, they can make my life miserable. But I will not be used in one of their twisted games.

But when the fox is lurking at the door, sometimes the only safety is in the arms of the lion. Beckett might actually be the lesser evil in this case. And I can’t deny there’s something between us. Something I wish wasn’t there.

The closer we get, the further he pushes me away, but something keeps pulling me back. When it comes to Beckett Maxwell, I’m a sucker for punishment.

But I’ll only bear it so long. If Beckett wants his claim on me to stick, then he might need to choose between his crown and my heart.

My life is perfect. My life is planned. My life isn't mine.

Promised to a man I love. A man I hate. Not even a man. A god.

Apollo Callahan is that and much more.

My life is broken. My life is fractured. My life isn't free.

Craving a man I hate. A man I need. Not even a man. An angel.

Valen Kincaid is nothing I could ever want.

Though the Saints rule the hallowed halls of Saint Benedict's College, they're anything but saintly. Behind closed doors, they call themselves the Sinners. Sex. Fast Cars. Drugs. Money. The odd assassination or two. Nothing is beneath them, except the next in a long line of women. Can one little princess, searching to break free from her prison tower, bring these mighty lords crashing to their knees?

The epic finale in the Sinners of Saint Benedicts duet. Who will Harlow choose?

My life is perfect. My life is planned. My life isn’t mine.

Promised to a man I love. A man I hate. Not even a man. A god.

Apollo Callahan is that and much more.

My life is broken. My life is fractured. My life isn’t free.

Craving a man I hate. A man I need. Not even a man. An angel.

Valen Kincaid is nothing I could ever want.

Though the Saints rule the hallowed halls of Saint Benedict’s College, they’re anything but saintly. Behind closed doors, they call themselves the Sinners. Sex. Fast Cars. Drugs. Money. The odd assassination or two. Nothing is beneath them, except the next in a long line of women. Can one little princess, searching to break free from her prison tower, bring these mighty lords crashing to their knees?

The stunning first book in the Sinners of Saint Benedicts duet.