Bourbon Series by Meghan Quinn

On the streets of New Orleans, sins are committed every night. My name is Jett Colby and I save tarnished souls. In the downtown, under the glittery lights of Bourbon Street, I found her in cheap lingerie, flaunting her body for callous men and money. From the lace of her cheap lingerie, to her garter belt, I knew she had to be saved. She had to be mine. Broke and destitute with no way of out, she had no choice but to come to me and into my club... moreOn the streets of New Orleans, sins are committed every night. My name is Jett Colby and I save tarnished souls. In the downtown, under the glittery lights of Bourbon Street, I found her in cheap lingerie, flaunting her body for callous men and money. From the lace of her cheap lingerie, to her garter belt, I knew she had to be saved. She had to be mine. Broke and destitute with no way of out, she had no choice but to come to me and into my club. She had no other choice but to become a Jett Girl. But see, that’s the thing about this city; you might think that under the dazzling lights and illusion of salvation, she’s the one that needed saving. When the glitter fades and the dirt is washed away, the one worth saving just might be me. **FORMALLY BECOMING A JETT GIRL** less

The walls of my club hold many secrets. Depravity. Sin. Justice. Come in; debauchery can be yours for the cost of a lap dance and a night of pleasure. And I own every last part of it. But she’s my weakness, and thankfully she followed me through the insolvent streets of New Orleans, giving me her loyalty and her heart. My desire for her dominates my every thought, but my broken past could destroy us. There are people trying to bring me down... moreThe walls of my club hold many secrets. Depravity. Sin. Justice. Come in; debauchery can be yours for the cost of a lap dance and a night of pleasure. And I own every last part of it. But she’s my weakness, and thankfully she followed me through the insolvent streets of New Orleans, giving me her loyalty and her heart. My desire for her dominates my every thought, but my broken past could destroy us. There are people trying to bring me down. Two malicious men stand in the way of what I want: to own it all. It’s either Lot 17 or Goldie, my Jett Girl. I have to make a choice and for once, it won’t be easy. **FORMALLY BEING A JETT GIRL** less

Under the neon lights of Bourbon, money is everything. Justice, faith, and power. They’re the key to my empire and she holds them all in the palm of her hand. Falling for her was a mistake; she stole my heart and consumed me. I was addicted, and she left me weak and vulnerable to my enemies. They’re everywhere. Now she’s gone, turning to my enemy’s business partner; the man I’ve hated my entire life. She said she’s protecting me. She said it won’t be forever... moreUnder the neon lights of Bourbon, money is everything. Justice, faith, and power. They’re the key to my empire and she holds them all in the palm of her hand. Falling for her was a mistake; she stole my heart and consumed me. I was addicted, and she left me weak and vulnerable to my enemies. They’re everywhere. Now she’s gone, turning to my enemy’s business partner; the man I’ve hated my entire life. She said she’s protecting me. She said it won’t be forever. But how can I believe her? Lies, deceit and deception. They’re the sins driving us apart. In a city that never sleeps—in a place where scandal hides behind every dark corner, my Jett girl might never be mine again. **FORMALLY FOREVER A JETT GIRL** less

Every choice you make in life comes with a consequence. I was once on top, I was the professional boxer to be afraid of. I had everything I could possibly hope for. I was happy, satisfied, content . . . until one night. One off day. One wrong reaction. I killed a man. The sound, the blood, the stagnant air, it’s forever imprinted in my mind and now dictates the way I live my life... moreEvery choice you make in life comes with a consequence. I was once on top, I was the professional boxer to be afraid of. I had everything I could possibly hope for. I was happy, satisfied, content . . . until one night. One off day. One wrong reaction. I killed a man. The sound, the blood, the stagnant air, it’s forever imprinted in my mind and now dictates the way I live my life. Desolate with nothing but my penance to pay, I didn’t expect to have my world flipped upside down when Lyla seductively strutted into my life. I want her. I need her. I crave her. But I don’t deserve her. People like to celebrate the day they were born, I like to celebrate the day my soul died. This is my story of repentance. less