I’m dirty as they come. In all meanings of the word. I’m not a good man. I’ve done bad things. But the one thing I did right was take care of my daughter. I’m all she’s got in this world. A bad biker single daddy who loves her more than anything. Nothing is going to get in between us. I’ll protect my daughter forever. So when her curvy spitfire of a teacher tries to tell me how to raise my child… Well, there’ll be hell to pay. Miss Mikaela Springston’s all sass and attitude… And she’s got curves I could love forever… I’m going to tame this lady who thinks she can put her nose into my business. I’m going to claim her, own her, use her… I’m going to make her my old lady, show her just how dirty I can be. And she’s going to love every single second of it.

She’s innocent. I"m filthy. We were made for each other. The moment I saw Anabelle, I knew I had to have her. Young, pure, innocent, I was her polar opposite. A filthy, dirty-mouthed bad boy who couldn"t be farther from her type. What can I say? I like a challenge. She thinks she can keep up with me. I"ll give her some credit. The girl"s strong, stronger than she knows. She"s sexy as sin, too, sexier than she knows. I"d do anything to pin that body beneath mine and make her scream white-hot bliss. Thing is... she"s changing something in me. I love and leave, that"s my thing. But she"s got me wanting to stick around... She"s got me dreaming of a future. Our future. A future where I claim her forever... A future where I put my brand on her. Where I put a ring on her. * Filthy is a full-length, contemporary bad boy romance featuring an alpha male who falls head over heels for a young, smart, and strong woman, and will do anything he can to claim her as his, to make her his wife and family.

I needed money. I had something he wanted. I sold him my innocence… Hard body… hard voice. Hard attitude. Hard something else, too. That was Jett. The man who wanted something from me… The man who wanted to buy my innocence. I needed money. I never knew how far I’d go. I never knew how far he’d push me. Thing is… he wants more. He doesn’t just want my very first time. He wants to own me. He wants to claim me. Brand me. Make me his old lady. I sold myself to him. And now... I"m his.