Kyle Morrow

Black Iron Brandy Kyle Morrow

That first summer, darling Fred treated me like a queen and my two kids, like a prince and princess. I fell for my king. We moved into the myth of happily ever-after, a love story written in money, each chapter filled with ostentation--multi-millionaire Fred showing off his financial success in excess.
We married. Things changed.
Fuckface spun a three-sixty, reining-horse spin, so fast and furious, I followed Alice through the looking glass and fell shattered--the black hole a never-ending spiral until rock-bottom slammed me into a zillion shards. I fell into a place impossible to put the cutting back or glue the hurt together.
So when I found out the pervert had violated My Girl, I thought about committing homicide. Kill Fuckface. Nobody hurts my daughter and gets away without retribution.
After Fred's death, his son confronts our heroine Cat McKinna with dire threats, and she finds help in the neighboring rancher, Leland James. The handsome cowboy's black-brown eyes dazzle her senses, but Cat thinks it's his smile, a smile so gorgeous she almost falls into his teeth, that becomes the trigger to kindling a newfound love.