From internationally bestselling author R.K. Lilley comes a scorching new series with melt-the-pages tension and all-consuming angst. It’s love, it’s war and it’s Scarlett and Dante’s story.
It was the kind of relationship where I invested more than I had to spare.
I gave it everything.
And so when it failed, I lost myself.
It changed me. He changed me.
I went down with the ship.
My soul, burnt embers in the aftermath.
The fire of him ravaged it all.
He burned me.
Scarlett had always dreamed big. She was headed straight for Hollywood. Destined for silver screen greatness.
But in her wildest dreams she never imagined she’d be broke and single at twenty-eight, doling drinks at thirty-five thousand feet.
She was a glorified waitress in the skies.
It had been years since she’d seen him.
But one day, there he sat, gazing intently at her, ready to set everything ablaze once more.
Dante wanted her. Again.
Sure, she’d play along…but this time, it was his turn.
She was breaking him.
After all, love is war.
Book one in the Love is War duet.
IT"S LIVE!! The Other Man can be read as a standalone. No prior reading is necessary. It takes place in The Wild Side universe, but it will be the only book devoted to Lourdes and Heath.
“My heart raced from the first page, every word in this sinfully exhilarating romance making me forget the world around me and immerse myself blissfully in yet another scorching R.K. Lilley story.
~Natasha is a Book Junkie
“SCORCHING — a deliciously hot page turner full of intrigue
and angst.”~Vilma’s Book Blog
“Absolutely 5 stars. RK really outdid herself. Heath was all kinds of dangerous and dark and sexy. BRAVO!!!!! Another spectacular read by R.K. Lilley, possible her best yet.”
~Ana’s Attic Book Blog
He was brazen as hell from the moment I laid eyes on him. He was aggressive, and dominant, with Mack truck arms, and a bar brawler voice.
He was too good looking for his own good, with a hard jaw, and harder eyes.
I'd always led a fairly peaceful life, but even I could tell at a glance that this man was dangerous. For so many reasons.
Not the least of which being that rough, dirty, sheet-clawing sex fairly radiated off him.
I'd thought I'd known how to handle every kind of man, but this one left me baffled.
To say he wasn't my type was putting it lightly.
But you couldn't tell that to my libido.
Not even when I found out the truth.
My lover had lied to me from the very start.
Nothing about our meeting was a coincidence.