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Four young women enter into a clandestine auction to be married to the highest bidders. For no less than a million dollars a year, for three years, each woman will do what it takes to secure her future. Entangled in a high-stakes game of money, lust, power, and the hope for absolution, this group of women becomes a sisterhood unlike any other.

When I was born, I was beloved by my parents. I felt their warmth from the tips of my toes to the untamable curls in my hair - until tragedy hit and I lost them both. With no extended family, I ended up in Kerrighan House, a home for girls who'd lost everything. Mama Kerri took me in and treated me with nothing but love, as did the rest of my sisters of the soul. In that house, we formed a bond that could never be broken.

Audrey Carlan presents Book 2 in the Biker Beauties series.

Neither my success as a full-figured lingerie and fashion model nor my street smarts as a born and bred Chicago native safeguarded me against walking into the clutches of a monster. As I try to pull my life back together, I'm brought face-to-face with a man whose wounds mirror my own. Under his protection, I'm gifted the opportunity to find beauty where there has only ever been pain. And yet, danger lurks, as a new evil threatens to bring me to my knees.

I was a dead woman. I'd finally had a glimpse of true love, admiration, and the kind of devotion only your soul mate, your other half, could provide - until it was physically ripped away. Taken. My stalker had me, and there was little hope I'd be found. I knew Chase would use all his money and resources to search the ends of the Earth for me, but I knew the monster I was dealing with. Years of looking into the eyes of pure evil gave me the unique experience to know that my situation was dire.

I'm a magnet for evil and controlling men. Chase, my big business tycoon and love of my life, thinks he can protect me, but he can't. No one can. It became clear far too late how serious my stalker was, that his threats weren't idle. He proved more than once that he would do what it takes, that there were no stakes too high for his sick and twisted games and delusions of worship. We should have been better prepared.

Neste primeiro volume, a International Guy vai a Paris para ajudar uma jovem herdeira a assumir o controle da própria vida.

In my world, nothing is merry and bright. More like dark and dank. In fact, deck the halls should be deck the slobbering drunk who waited for me to get off work and followed me to my car with only one thing in mind. He didn't expect a smart girl with a handy-dandy taser, ready to light the star on his tree. Unfortunately, I didn't expect there to be two of them. While my attacker was on the ground, twitching and convulsing, his face as red and puffed up as ole St. Nick, I was grabbed from behind by Santa's helper.

Princess. That's what the club calls me. I'm not frilly, into pink, or expect a man to woo me with chocolates and flowers. I don't need candlelit dinners and long walks on the beach. I'm not the girl you take home to your parents. I like wild, fun, and good times. I'm the kind of girl you put on the back of your bike and ride through the night...in more ways than one. I like the wind in my hair and the open road before me. I was born a biker princess and I'll be one until the day I die. The man in my life can try to tame me, but he'll have one hell of a fight on his hands.

From the moment we met, Agent Fontaine wouldn't dare let me out of his sight. And between his alpha ways, kind brown eyes, and heroism, I was lost to the man who hid behind his job. But this agent had a rule: Never fall for a woman you've saved.

Men ruin women...especially men like Chase Davis. Good looking, intelligent, rich, and powerful - I never stood a chance. When he entered my life, I was finally healing after having barely survived the men of my past. My soul sisters told me to take a chance, to let someone in. I let him in, and he surrounded me with a light so bright that I was blinded by the truth. Men don't ruin women. They devour them in every way that counts.