Новинки Сав Р. Миллер

Сердце доктора Кэла Андерсона давно замерло. В тридцать два года он живет как робот, не зная чувств. Его холодный, бесстрастный ум делает его незаменимым помощником и врачом мафии. Его решения не подлежат сомнению… Все меняется, когда в его жизнь врывается Елена Риччи, двадцатилетняя дочь его босса. Она давно любовалась бездушным доктором со стороны, пока не застала его в момент слабости… Одна ночь стирает границы между ними — Елена становится для Кэла не искушением, а необходимостью. Одержимостью. Он готов на все, чтобы ее получить, даже если это значит разрушить ее свадьбу с другим мужчиной, украсть и заставить ее выйти за…

Сердце доктора Кэла Андерсона давно замерзло. В тридцать два года он живет как робот, не зная чувств. Холодный бесстрастный ум делает его незаменимым помощником и врачом мафии. Его решения не подлежат сомнению… Все меняется, когда в жизнь Кэла врывается Елена Риччи, двадцатилетняя дочь его босса. Она давно любовалась бездушным доктором со стороны, пока не застала его в момент слабости… Одна ночь стирает границы между ними — Елена становится для Кэла не искушением, а необходимостью. Одержимостью. Он готов на все, чтобы ее получить, даже если это означает разрушить ее свадьбу с другим мужчиной... Впервые оказавшись в ловушке с…

I met his brother first—while trying to avoid mine.
By the time the agoraphobic, unhinged, and musically-gifted Grayson James came crashing into my life, I was deeply infatuated with his elder sibling.
But that didn’t stop him from ruining everything.

He stole something that wasn’t his to have.
Something I hadn’t known I was giving him.
After realizing he was unsatisfied with that little taste, he wanted more.
Wanted me.

Now, he’s asked me to keep him company while he hides out in his family’s rustic, mountainside estate.
Blackmailed me really.
Unfortunately, I need the money.
The escape.

It’s not like I have much of a choice.
Grayson is determined to keep me around, as if my presence will assist him in rediscovering his passions.
And perhaps unmask a few dark ones of my own.

Nobody asked him to step in.
I had everything under control, but by the time I shuffled onstage, there was no chance to stop him.
Men ogled and touched as I offered my body and soul to the highest bidder, and I could tell my stranger didn’t like what he saw.
Or maybe he did.
Maybe he liked it too much, and that was why his number shot up.

A quarter billion dollars and one existential crisis later, Cash Primrose was dragging me down the aisle in the name of convenience.
I suppose it could be worse.
My new husband treats me as an equal, which is more than most women in my world get.
Still, I find myself constantly expecting the other shoe to drop.
For the beast who hides himself away, except in the dead of night, to show his true colors.

I’m waiting for the monster my mother always promised would come.
But maybe that monster is me.

They say every proud man must fall.
Mortals who fancy themselves gods will one day kneel.

I thought myself invincible.
Apollo on Earth.
Mocked my brother when he succumbed to such a fate.
Before I noticed the blue-haired nymph lurking in the background.

Cora Astor shouldn’t have come to this island.
She sneered in my direction, beguiling me with her disgust.

As a Wolfe, hunting is in my blood.
Getting what I want is my nature.
Even when I know I can never have it.

Though I cannot keep her,
I plan to relish the chase.

My obsession tastes like pomegranates.
I'm not supposed to know that.
Her skin is soft.
Supple.
I'm not supposed to know that, either.
Now that I've plucked the delicate little flower, there's no way I can ever forget.
None of my other sins ever tasted so sweet.

Sweet Sin is a short 16,000 word prequel intended to be read before Promises and Pomegranates, and was originally published in the Omertà Christmas Anthology and was available on my website for a limited time. It is not a standalone, and is a dark romance that contains mature themes. Reader discretion is advised.

Lenny Primrose is a puppet.⁣⁣
A temptress sent to make my life bloody miserable.⁣⁣
Adored by the public and used for her father’s benefit.⁣⁣
Every man wants her, and every woman wants to be her.⁣⁣
She’s good for my reputation.⁣⁣
That’s the only reason I agree to the little devil’s proposal.⁣⁣
I’m game.⁣⁣
Willing to play pretend to get what I want.⁣⁣
Until what I want is her.⁣⁣
Now, there are no rules.⁣⁣
I’ll wage a war against the world just to keep her.⁣⁣

Even the deadliest men have their vices, and she happens to be mine.

**Oaths and Omissions is the third interconnected standalone in the Monsters & Muses series, and is a dark contemporary romance. It is NOT fantasy or a retelling.

Aiden
From the second I saw her, I knew she’d be my ruin.
Sitting all alone at the bar, she looked like an angel.
Eurydice in human form; her beauty eclipsed by demons.

Now, I’m one of them.
The ghost she’s tried for years to escape.
Thinking I wouldn’t be able to find her.

But I never stopped trying, and now that I have,
Her past sins should be the least of her worries.

Riley
From the moment he saw me, I knew I’d ruin his life.
Alone at the bar, I dared the monster to come and play.
Orpheus in the flesh, with his sad songs and strange obsessions.

I became one of them.
The siren who calls to the darkest parts of him.
Only, I disappeared before he could act on it.

But now he’s here,
and he wants me to repent for my sins.

*Vipers and Virtuosos is a full-length, standalone dark rockstar romance inspired by the myth of Orpheus and Eurydice. It is NOT fantasy, historical, or a retelling. If you are not a dark romance reader, this book may not be suitable for you. Reader discretion is advised.

Elena To most, Kal Anderson is a villain. Harbinger of death, keeper of souls, frequenter of nightmares. Doctor Death. Hades incarnate. They say he stole me. Usurped my fiancé and filled the cracks in my heart with empty promises. Imprinted his crimson fingerprints on my psyche and tried to set me free. They’re not wrong, per se. Except it was my choice to stay. Kal To most, Elena Ricci is an innocent. Goddess of springtime, lover of poetry, angel of my nightmares. Little one. Persephone personified. They say I ruined her. Shattered her virtue and devoured her soul like a succulent pomegranate. Embedded my evil as deep as I…