Becky Flade, Author

  Black Hats, White Cats Villains are the most interesting characters He was small in every sense of the word, with a dainty build and nearly childlike features. Xavier’s grandmother—God bless her—liked to use the word “dandy” to describe effeminate men. She’d have called this man a dandy–until she looked into his eyes. They were dark and cold. Like a shark. His smile was malevolent. Like fangs hid beneath the expression. The tall man who came in beside him, oozing criminal defense lawyer, stepped away to talk to the desk sergeant, and the dandy approached their paired desks.

#MFRWHooks “Time to go, Romeo.” #TBR #MFRWAuthor #OneClick Fall to Pieces by Becky Flade Lexi woke slowly. The familiar feel of her bed, the comforting smell of her laundry detergent lingering in the sheet pressed against her face, reassured her. I’m home. I made it home. Head pounding, mouth dry and tasting like a barroom floor–or how she imagined a barroom floor would taste–and with seven-hour-old whiskey roiling in her stomach threatening to reappear, Lexi opened her eyes. A man lay snoring beside her, his head down by her feet and his well-toned, hairy body sprawled on top of the sheets. They’d lost the duvet while tangling over it in the pre-dawn hours. Lexi remembered without embarrassment picking him up at the bar and bringing him home with her, the vigorous sex she’d semi-enjoyed but couldn’t remember his name. Bending a leg, she planted a foot in his cute behind and shoved him out of bed. “Time to go, Romeo.” Lexi stifled a laugh at the distinctively female yelp as h...