I play to win, and I won’t let anything—or anyone—get in the way of what
I want.
REVEAL, the raw, sexy, and jaw-dropping finale to the
Wicked Ways series by New York Times bestselling author K.
Bromberg, is available now!
The first time I met Vaughn Sanders, I knew I wanted her. Confident,
intelligent, and downright sexy. I thought I knew how to play her game. I was
ready and willing for the challenge. Little did I know she was full of secrets
and surprises.
But so am I.
Charming a woman into my bed has never been my problem. It’s the
relationship part that is. They want it. I don’t. But can you blame me? Broken
marriages are how I make a living. Hell, no self-respecting man would let a
woman own his thoughts, invade his dreams, and steal his heart. So how in the
world has Vaughn done that to me?
I’ve fallen in love with her. There. I said it. But that acknowledgment
comes with a heavy price.
Everything and everyone seem to be working against us, leaving us both
to question whether what we have is worth the cost.
I’ll be damned if I go down without a fight.
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Excerpt
“Ryker . . . please . . . just let me go.”
But this time when she speaks there is something in her voice that catches my
ear. The same thing that has me looking a little bit closer, regardless of how
much my chest constricts in doing so, and I notice the tears welling in her
eyes and the tremble of her bottom lip.
A chink in her damn armor. She doesn’t want to tell me we’re
over any more than I want to believe her.
“What the fuck is going on here?
You’re hiding something from me.”
“No. I’m not. This just can’t be.” She starts to skirt around me, and it takes
everything I have not to reach out and keep her there.
“Don’t walk away from me when I’m
talking to you!”
“And don’t you think for a second
you can tell me what to do,” she counters, hair flying over her shoulder, jaw
clenched.
“I’m not in the mood for your
games.”
“My games?” she screeches and throws
me off guard when I shouldn’t be. “My games? You’re the one who did this to me.
All of it. And you tell me I’m playing games?”
“What the—?” I stop and try to
figure out what she’s talking about. My hands are on her shoulders, and I’m all
but shaking her to force her to look me in the eyes. “Did what to you, Vaughn?
What the hell have I done to you besides fuck myself over by falling in love
with you?” Words that should be said with kindness come out in a frustrated
rage. Truths I don’t want to voice, and now I can’t take them back.
And she just stands there with her
head shaking to reject my words, eyes wide with a hint of fear, and fuck if I
don’t hate myself right now for everything I feel: rage, desperation, love,
desire.
How can you swear you’re not cut out
for a relationship and love in one breath, then with the next fight so goddamn
hard to keep it?
What is this woman doing to me?
I scrub my hands over my face and
take a deep breath to calm the fuck down. To force myself to cool my temper so
I can keep her here instead of pushing her farther away.
“What is it, baby?” I all but plead
with a voice as soft as I can make it. “Tell me why you’re walking away when
you don’t want to.” She averts her eyes, confirming there’s something more. “I
can’t help you unless you tell me what happened. I can’t understand why the other
night meant nothing to you until you do.”
Come on. Talk to me.
“Carter paid me a visit after I left
your place.” Her voice is soft, but her defiance is mounting.
That’s definitely not what I
expected to come out of her mouth.
“What do you mean, Carter paid you a visit?”
“Just what I said.”
“Why? For what? That fucking asshole
better not have touched you.”
“Does it matter if he did?” Her
voice rises. “You invited him into my personal life. You gave him everything he
needs to destroy me.”
About K.
Bromberg
New York Times Bestselling author K.
Bromberg writes contemporary novels that contain a mixture of sweet, emotional,
a whole lot of sexy, and a little bit of real. She likes to write strong
heroines, and damaged heroes who we love to hate and hate to love.
A mom of three, she plots her novels
in between school runs and soccer practices, more often than not with her
laptop in tow.
Since publishing her first book in
2013, Kristy has sold over one million copies of her books across sixteen
different countries and has landed on the New York Times, USA Today, and Wall
Street Journal Bestsellers lists over twenty-five times. Her Driven trilogy
(Driven, Fueled, and Crashed) is currently being adapted for film by
Passionflix with the first movie slated to release in the summer of 2018.
She is currently working on her
Everyday Heroes trilogy. This series consists of three complete standalone
novels—Cuffed, Combust, and Cockpit (late spring 2018)—and is about three
brothers who are emergency responders, the jobs that call to them, and the women
who challenge them.
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