Bøger udgivet af Max Henry

THE HOUSEKEEPER AND THE HEIR.He could be a broke artist or a multi-millionaire mogul and he'd still be an asshole. Roman Steele. The name itself screams "I think I'm better than you."And he does. This is why when my new boss asks me to help him, my first response is no.He needs my hand in marriage to get his inheritance.I need his money to keep my house. Agreeing to this madness is a risk, but surely nothing can go wrong when we hate each other this much?

Worn down, stripped bare, and exposed for all to see - our secrets are out in the open.The people I once called friends are on their way to destroy what I have.With no ammunition left, only one option remains: declare a ceasefire and strike a deal.If only we had a common ground.

Lacey Williams: Good Girl. At Riverbourne Preparatory, that title made me desirable. All a rich boy wants is a pretty and obedient woman on his arm. And I was most definitely both of those things.But at Arcadia High? Being a good girl made me a target. I became a trophy for the spoilt, an end-of-year reward for those willing to play the game: bad boys. Each side wants me so the other can't have me. Schoolyard bullies who fight over the same damn toy.The city kids have arrived to reclaim what's theirs, and the country? Well.Those boys sure don't give in without a fight.

Renounced and reborn, a fire burns within me. Yet the closer I get to making Riverbourne pay for what they did, the less satisfied I feel. Revenge is a lonely, complicated, and ultimately impossible road if, like me, you're tired of hurting those you care about.Can I reclaim what love remains?Or I have I gone too far?

Nothing angers a bully more than holding a mirror to who they are.The truth is out, the battle lines drawn. What started as a fight between city and country, escalated into a battle of good versus evil-those with a conscience against those whose greed grows stronger.Turn a blind eye to the sins, or leave.I've made my choice, and now I intend to ruin the tyrants who stayed.But first, I need to get my brother back.

“Behind those eyes, a battle rages. One that’s not fought overseas with guns and tanks, but one that wreaks havoc in the homeland with harshly spoken words and misguided beliefs.”One week is all we were supposed to share. One week as strangers. Yet you became so much more.You were the echo in my storm.All the little things you did differently irked me. I thought it meant we couldn’t get along, that there was no chance we’d work out. But when it came time for me to leave, you know what I figured out?They were the faint call of home, lost on the wind and the roar of thunder. It was you calling me, hoping I’d hear you and find my way out of the dark that I had lost myself in when I shut off to survive.You were my echo. My call back.And damn it all if I didn’t find home in the end.