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Our first meeting as neighbors was screwed from the start.
He was hot. I was naked. And we had no chance in hell at ever being platonic.
I’ll be the first to admit that I live at extremes. After going ten years locked in what felt like a dysfunctional marriage, I’m now decidedly boy-free. In nearly three years I’ve had no boyfriends, no flings, no dates and no sex. For the sake of my dream career, the sacrifice has been easy.
At least it was.
Until he came along.
Lukas Hendricks. He’s rude, gorgeous, arrogant – a stone-carved wall of muscle and distraction. He’s everything I know to avoid but there’s no avoiding your next-door neighbor. Oh yeah. The man now lives three steps from me and to make matters worse, he crashed into my life while I was relaxed in the tub – mortifying to say the least and it went something like this: I was exposed. He looked. He laughed.
And then I locked myself out.
In short, Lukas Hendricks was trouble from the start. And me?
I was – for the first time in years – about to be screwed.
After her ex's confession, Isla swore her night could not get worse. But two drinks later, a drunk stumble landed her in front of the tallest, broadest, most devastatingly sexy man she'd ever laid eyes on -- standing over a dead body.
Twenty-nine-year-old Abram Lenox is the city's king of sin. The head of Manhattan's biggest underground gambling ring, he has dirt on just about every celebrity, billionaire and politician in town. His fast-paced world revolves around indulging secret vices and there are no priorities beyond cash, thrill and satisfaction.
Until Isla Maran comes along. Now, he's got a murdered mafioso on his hands and a girl who shouldn't have seen.
But it doesn't take long before he realizes that he'll stop at nothing to protect her.
All that matters now is whether or not she'll break. Her simple life thrust in the fast lane, Isla suddenly finds herself facing a revolving door of chaos, extravagance and unspeakable crime -- as well as a lust so deep and forbidden it's bound for disaster.
The week he was set to propose, I found out that Jackson was cheating.
With his friend’s nineteen-year-old daughter.
I wasn’t thinking – I forced my way into her apartment the night I saw their sex tape.
But now she’s gone missing and Jackson has me trapped in our relationship.
To even the score, he’s told me to have my own affair.
“It’s complicated” doesn’t even begin to describe twenty-six-year-old Lara Pierce’s engagement to Jackson Kinsley, the gorgeous man at the top of the rich, mysterious boys club that runs Manhattan society. Tangled in a world of luxe galas, shiny penthouses and handsome men who can literally get away with murder, Lara’s sure that accepting Jackson’s offer will somehow make her wild life a little simpler.
But when she unknowingly sleeps with Jackson’s irresistibly tall, dark and sexy brother, Jake, the floodgates open – to the darkest truths and deepest lies that shatter her perfect world a million times over.
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What’s ice-cold but hotter than hell? Rebounding with your ex’s older brother, of course.
A perfect storm led me to this place. Ghosted by my fiancé, I was suddenly broke, heartbroken and facing eviction. Enter Mason Leo, the six feet and two inches of pure muscle and arrogance I’ve hated with a passion since the day we met. The man is cocky, womanizing and ruinously gorgeous.
Worse than that, he’s my ex’s brother. And for the next two weeks, he gets to do with me as he pleases.
I’ll explain.
With both our exes – wait for it – set to marry each other in St. Lucia, I’ve agreed to let Mason pay my debts so long as I play his date. My only job is to keep my clothes on while I get my closure. Because as much as I hate Mason Leo, the man is a walking sex god. And in the name of revenge, he gets to take me out, show me off – dress, touch and kiss me with those wicked lips. It’s all for show, but every night in paradise with him brings more drinks, more drama and another temptation, so no matter what I do, I can’t stop reminding myself this:
There’s absolutely no good to come from f*cking my ex’s brother.
No matter how good it’ll feel.
Rock-hard abs. Cocky smile. Sculpted hipbones that scream filthy sex. Liam Cage is walking torture for any girl in New York, but especially me. My mother is married to his father and on top of that, I’m living under his roof. I’m following his rules. I’m nothing but his perfect angel and so I can’t want him. I can’t tempt him.
I can’t bait him into touching my half-naked body while I lay "asleep" on his couch.
… About that.
It was every kind of wrong but I couldn’t help myself. I stripped down for Liam. Tortured him. Forced him take out years of pent-up lust on my body in one sticky, sweaty shot. Long story short, I made the hottest mistake of my life, and I know there’ll be consequences, especially with a past like mine. But now that I’ve opened up Pandora’s box, there’s no going back. Basically, I’m screwed.
But when it’s with a man as painfully sexy as Liam, screwed has kind of never felt so good.

