Fox
Hel's Ink Book One
Janie
When my father passed away, I assumed my grieving would be as simple as closing a book and starting another. Only, he had other plans.
Leaving me his beloved tattoo shop, I’m stuck to figure out what exactly to do with it, all while being constantly reminded of him.
Selling it was the easiest option, but after hearing some of the artists elated at the idea because they swore I’d ruin it if I took over, and reading the fine print of my father’s will, I’m determined to prove them wrong.
The only problem is Fox.
He’s arrogant, self-absorbed, and rude–doing everything in his power to show just how true their words would ring.
Unfortunately for him though, I’ve never been afraid of a challenge.
Fox
Hel’s Ink was supposed to be mine, but after my mentor passed away, I learned he had other plans in mind.
Leaving the shop to someone like Janie was a bad idea. Sure she may be able to make it look good on the surface, but there is more to running this place than social media posts and some paint. We’re a family and she’s not welcomed.
Only, the longer she’s here, the harder it’s proving to believe my own words.
She’s too young for me, and far too complicated, but I can’t help but wonder what would happen if I just give in.
Atlas
Hel's Ink Book Two
“I said, marry me.”
Atlas
Lauren Locklear.
She has no idea that I would do anything for her. She doesn’t understand the mountains I would climb just to keep her safe.
That’s okay though, I’ll make sure she does.
She thinks she’s weak, and given the lack of love and support from those closest to her, I can understand why. That changes now, I will make her see the strong woman I see when I look at her.
I’ve pined for her in secret, wanting nothing more than to show her what she could have. But with my past still haunting me, I knew it would be best to stay back.
That is, until she needs access to health insurance and I see a solution to both her problem and my dilemma. All she has to do is say yes.
Ren
I’ve done something stupid.
Something reckless.
Something everyone will judge me for and I’m risking everything.
My family. My career. Myself.
I’m always too much to handle and the men I’ve allowed into my life have always reminded me of my shortcomings, even when it’s their fists doing the reminding.
No one has ever truly cared for me, loved me.
And then Atlas Hart asks me to marry him in order to save my life.
This isn’t love. It’s barely a friendship, or so I thought. But as the days go by and I see what he so selflessly risks for me, I cannot help but think that maybe… this could be more.
Ash
Hel's Ink Book Three
“Did I just see a hot chick running down the road with a live chicken under her arm?”
Ash
Commitment is not my thing nor do I want it to be.
After the things I’ve been through with women, I have sworn off relationships.
There’s only ever been one woman that I thought I felt pulled to and I blew it. Not only was it the best date of my life, it was also the worst night of my life.
Since then, I have become a nail and bail kind of guy.
But then Sunday Sutton bursts back into my life, and ends up living with her son and their pet chicken across the hall from me.
There is no avoiding her or her radiant presence – everyone at the shop loves her, my sister loves her. Every time I open my mouth, I make it worse. But when I need a date to a wedding, Sunday is the only one that I can think I would want to be there with me.
In fact, she’s the only one I want to be with anywhere.
Sunday
Ash Johnson is unbelievable. He’s arrogant, conceited, self-absorbed and he’s everything I do not want in my life.
We had one night, years ago, and ever since he has been awful towards me. Well, I am sick of him and his nonsense. It doesn’t matter anyways, my son and I have a few more months until we are back home in Alabama.
But when I find myself living across the hall from him, I can’t help but be caught up in his charm.
Ash could be easy to love, if only he would let people in to see the real him, and not this shallow version of himself he projects.
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I have a five year plan. Keep my head down, work myself up the ladder at the law firm and keep my ass tucked neatly in the closet until I can support myself without my parents' help. It was going perfect, that is until Emily walked into my loft, critiquing my grammar and telling me exactly why the Ravenclaw house was far less superior than Hufflepuff. She irritated me, like an itch I couldn’t scratch, until she wasn’t. Then she became the person that made me want to throw away my five year plan for, but how could I? How could I throw my career, my life away for my roommate?
