Blurb:
Coming October 15^th

A perfectly sweet dark romance, just in time for Halloween!

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A hot, morally gray mentor looking for revenge. A sprawling funeral home. Torture, mayhem, and a Las Vegas wedding she can’t remember.

Luna has to complete an internship to graduate, but staying alive suddenly takes precedence when she’s paired with the cold, starkly handsome attorney from hell. Roman Fowler is an infamous partner at the most notorious law firm in Las Vegas, and he’s harboring deadly secrets and searching for revenge. And when he forces her hand, their chemistry explodes.

But Luna isn’t a helpless, scared child anymore. The House of Spades–her adopted family–is a powerful, violent, oddly close-knit clan that has a hands-on, DIY approach to taking care of “life’s little problems.” They’re still deciding if Roman is a problem when Luna’s dark past threatens.

Can they fight the danger and menace together? Or will the monsters win again?

Short Blurb:
Coming October 15th! A perfect Halloween black comedy/dark romance

A hot, morally gray mentor who loathes her. A sprawling funeral home. Torture, mayhem, and a Las Vegas wedding she can’t remember.

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Halloween Appropriate Quotes-

“There’s nothing like preparing a dead body in a dark mortuary to get my mind off my nightmares.”  

The embalming room looked like something out of a horror movie, except Luna wore cheery, blood-splattered, yellow polka-dot rubber boots.

“We’ll definitely need our rubber boots today. I don’t want his urine and blood getting into my shoes.” We left Lionel screaming and rocking on the gurney as I tugged on my yellow polka dot rubber boots, and Sylvie put on her glittery pink ones.

“We could also cut off his testicles, pour alcohol over the wound, and then kill him if that makes you feel better.”

“This area of the mortuary gives me the creeps. Some people don’t like abandoned houses, graveyards, or sewer grates with red balloons. Those places don’t have anything on embalming rooms.”

One Liner/Banter Quotes-

A generic hospital room in Las Vegas had never been one of my wedding venue choices.

“I thought the nightmare would be the worst part of that Monday, but… I realized I’d grossly underestimated the amount of feculence one day could hold.”

“You’re the most mouthy, disrespectful intern I’ve ever met.” “When you wouldn’t release me from this internship, I tried to warn you.”

Fenn scoffed. “Don’t insult us. We have a better clean-up crew and our own crematory. This isn’t our first rodeo–or body.”

“With a father like yours, it explains why you think Roman Fowler can be nice.”

“Tasers are legal in Nevada, but this one might not be entirely legal.”

“Hey, Lulu.” He stopped when he spotted Roman. “Why the f*ck would you bring

Roman Fowler to Thanksgiving dinner? You’re not that hard-up, are you?”

Roman raised his eyebrow. “Hello Fennick. Happy Thanksgiving.”

Fenn set the plates down and handed me the silverware. “It was, until about ten seconds ago.”

Romantic/Explicit Quotes-

“There’s nowhere you can go that I won’t find you. I’m obsessed with your sweetness and razor-sharp mind. You’ve become my addiction and salvation, and I don’t give one single f*ck that you’re too good for me. I’m not letting you go, and my black heart is yours.”

“You were right, I could’ve protected you without marrying you, but I saw a chance and I f*cking took it. We belong together. I would burn down the world for you, and I’ll eliminate anyone who tries to hurt you.”

He smirked and walked over, wrapping his arms around me. “Why do I feel there’s no right answer here?”

My lips quirked. “Because you’re smart, but you never listen.”

He bent down and sniffed my neck. “I do listen to you, especially when you’re making those sexy little whimpers while I’m–”

I put my hand over his mouth. “If you start with the dirty talk, we’ll never make it to Ezra’s house for dinner.”

Pulling my fingers out slowly, a string of her saliva came with them. I ran my wet fingers down her cheek and wiped them off on her heaving chest.

I gently wrapped my hand around her neck where my collar lay and kissed the side of her uninjured cheek. “You like being spanked and f*cked, and told when to come. We’ll have to explore that, won’t we?”

He smirked and walked over, wrapping his arms around me. “Why do I feel there’s no right answer here?”

My lips quirked. “Because you’re smart, but you never listen.”
He bent down and sniffed my neck. “I do listen to you, especially when you’re

making those sexy little whimpers while I’m–”
I put my hand over his mouth. “If you start with the dirty talk, we’ll never make it

to Ezra’s house for dinner.”