The Devil Himself

<p><strong style=background-color: rgba(255 255 255 1); color: rgba(34 34 34 1)>From the <em>Wall Street Journal</em> bestselling author of <em>44 Chapters About 4 Men</em> (inspiration for the hit series <em>Sex/Life</em> on Netflix) comes the highly anticipated sequel to her dark Irish mafia romance <em>Devil of Dublin</em>.</strong></p><p><br></p><p><span style=background-color: rgba(255 255 255 1); color: rgba(34 34 34 1)>Growing up there wasn't a night that went by that my mother didn't read to me from the Legend Has It series by Darby Donovan. It was her favorite-a collection of spooky folktales about a town called Glenshire and the lonely gray-eyed fairy prince who haunted the woods there. I knew that they were just stories but when my mother died and left me in the care of my cold abusive father that fictional fairy prince suddenly became very very real to me. It was as if he was always there hiding in the shadows offering me his silent comfort. I created an imaginary friend when I needed one most. </span></p><p><br></p><p><span style=background-color: rgba(255 255 255 1); color: rgba(34 34 34 1)>And thirteen years later I'm doing it again.   </span></p><p><br></p><p><span style=background-color: rgba(255 255 255 1); color: rgba(34 34 34 1)>When my coastal Irish village is bombed by the new Russian president Alexei Abramov a Bratva leader seeking revenge on the United Irish Brotherhood those missiles destroy everything I've ever known-my home my family and evidently my sanity-because when I pull an injured Russian Naval officer out of the sea a man who is the embodiment of evil I can't bring myself to let him die. </span></p><p><br></p><p><span style=background-color: rgba(255 255 255 1); color: rgba(34 34 34 1)>Secluded together in my secret hiding spot we're safe from the mafia war raging outside but the overwhelming connection I feel to this stranger is a battle I fight every single day. I hate him with everything that I am but when he looks at me with those smoky gray eyes all I see is my friend. When he touches me all I feel is a buzzing electric desire. And when he wraps his lips around the sustenance that I offer him all I want is to feel them pressed against mine loving me putting me back together. </span></p><p><br></p><p><span style=background-color: rgba(255 255 255 1); color: rgba(34 34 34 1)>But no one can live in a fantasy world forever and when reality finally comes crashing down around us the truth about him is even worse than I could have imagined. </span></p><p><br></p><p><span style=background-color: rgba(255 255 255 1); color: rgba(34 34 34 1)>The man I rescued is no fairy prince. </span></p><p><br></p><p><span style=background-color: rgba(255 255 255 1); color: rgba(34 34 34 1)>He's the goddamn Devil himself. </span></p><p><br></p><p><br></p><p><em style=background-color: rgba(255 255 255 1); color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>AUTHOR'S NOTE: To fully enjoy this dark romance please read </em><span style=background-color: rgba(255 255 255 1); color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>Devil of Dublin</span><em style=background-color: rgba(255 255 255 1); color: rgba(15 17 17 1)> first and review the content warning on my website if you have any concerns. Thank you so much! </em></p>