Aria King

Ryder: My mountain. My rules. I've lived out here for years, minding my own business. But when trespassers kill my rescue dog for kicks, they paint a target on their backs. They leave breadcrumbs for me to follow-leading me to a prize beyond my wildest dreams. A curvy goddess. Bound, innocent, and dressed in white-Lexi looks like a lamb led to slaughter. But this little lamb has claws. I can't let her go, not after she witnesses a crime.
I'm keeping her. Making her mine. Lexi: I still can't believe my brother sold me to strangers to pay off his debts. Deep in the mountains, there's no one to save me. Then he arrives-my dark avenger. But Ryder's no white knight. He's dangerous, messed up, his soul black as tar. I shouldn't want him, but my resolve weakens with every passing day. I start imagining myself in his bed, in his home. Maybe being his woman won't be so bad after all.