Hey sweets! 👋 I have some major news—my Patreon page is officially live! 🎉 And not only that, but I’ve already started uploading exclusive, steamy content over there that you won’t find anywhere else!

First up, I’ve posted a BONUS scene featuring Addie and Jax from “His Twisted Fantasy“, and fair warning—it’s 🔥SMOKIN’ HOT🔥 and definitely NSFW. If you love these two and are into some next-level tension (and, um, more), you really don’t want to miss it!

But wait, there’s more! Today, I’ve uploaded the first scene from my work-in-progress, “Unholy Intentions”, which is the fifth book in my Ruthless Alphas series! 😈 Patrons get to dive in before anyone else and read along with me as I write it, one scene at a time.

I’ll be uploading brand-new scenes every week, so my patrons will have an exclusive, front-row seat to the unfolding chaos, drama, and seduction that’s coming in “Unholy Intentions”. If you love the ruthless alpha energy of my previous books, you’ll want to get in on this!

Why Patreon? Let me explain!

Besides giving you all the spicy extras and sneak peeks, I started this Patreon to raise funds for producing audiobooks for my dark romances, starting with “His Twisted Fantasy”. 🎧 It’s all for a good cause—so your support helps me bring these stories to life in a whole new way!

Now, because I’m a total tease, here’s a little taste of that Addie and Jax bonus scene I just uploaded on Patreon:

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“Happy birthday, little angel,” Jax murmurs in my ear, removing my blindfold.

My jaw drops as I take in the breath-taking Bridgerton-like castle, complete with majestic flower arrangements and a large patio awaiting guests. I can see the pearl-dripping chandeliers behind the humongous windows, and the staff scurrying around behind them, still working on the setting.   

“Jesus Christ,” I shriek. I’ve seen much luxury in the years that I’ve been married to one of the richest men in America, but this is a whole new level. “This is incredible!”

My husband places a hand on the small of my back, leading me to the patio. At the sight of Jax and me arriving, the staff scurries away.

“Why do they—”

“Because they know when to leave the boss alone with his wife,” he purrs in that voice that never fails to get me wet. I rub my thighs together, glancing around as if anyone could smell me. But Jax turns my head back to him with a finger under my chin. 

“Careful now. You know how possessive I am of your attention.”

“How do you do it?” I whisper, staring at him in awe. He knows what I mean. The sight of his face still captivates me, the same way it did the first time I saw him walking out of the elevator in the lobby of Vaughn Tower in Manhattan.

“Do you like it?” he asks, avoiding my own question. I know that he doesn’t perceive his own devilish green eyes, incredible bone-structure and the all-too-lickable shade of his skin the same way I do. He doesn’t hate himself quite as forcefully as he did when we first met either, a lot of that has healed, but there’s still a trace of self-loathing in his veins, which is a sacrilege in itself. But I won’t rest until he learns to love himself at least a tenth of how much I love him.

“Let’s just say it isn’t exactly what I expected.” I choose not to tell him I would have loved him to put on the studded leather mask of The Spartan, the one he used in the underground fights, and let me ride his face while he wore it. Now that years have passed and he no longer risks his life in the ring, I started to indulge in fantasies about it. “But I’m definitely not disappointed. Still, it does surprise me that—” I glance around at the arrangements that are clearly set up for guests, “—you know, that you’re willingly sharing me with other people.”

He said he was possessive of my attention, and boy, was that an understatement. Jax still clenches his jaw whenever he has to share me with the public, and I know he has a hard time distracting himself when I’m out with Mia and Sirenna, even though he never tried to restrict my nights out with the girls. Still, he does always keep me to himself if he has a choice, despite Declan’s and Zayne’s attempts to get him out his shell. They probably always fail because they actually prefer the company of their own wives, too. Bad boys will be bad boys until they’re pussy-whipped—that’s what Jax says every time we all go out together, and he never minds Declan’s “right back at you”.

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Want more? 😏 You can read the rest (and so much more) over on my Patreon! 💥

👉 Join me on Patreon 👈 and get exclusive, first-look access to the scenes, bonus content, and everything else I have in store. Your support means the world to me, and it’s going to help me bring these stories to your ears (literally) in the future.

See you there, and get ready for a wild ride! 💋