Porn Star Boyfriends Series by Sunniva Dee

Grief comes in many forms. There is no right or wrong way to grieve... Right? Except, what if you douse that grief with sex in ways so culturally unacceptable you leave it to a veritable male harem led by the porn-star brother of your fiancé to decide if you’ll emerge from the jungle intact? Twin Savage is standalone book #2 in the Porn Star Boyfriend series. ✨✨✨✨✨ It wasn't a problem to be the only girl in a house full of guys... moreGrief comes in many forms. There is no right or wrong way to grieve... Right? Except, what if you douse that grief with sex in ways so culturally unacceptable you leave it to a veritable male harem led by the porn-star brother of your fiancé to decide if you’ll emerge from the jungle intact? Twin Savage is standalone book #2 in the Porn Star Boyfriend series. ✨✨✨✨✨ It wasn't a problem to be the only girl in a house full of guys. Until my fiancé died and his identical twin took over the roost. Sweet, easygoing Julian passed, while loathsome, bossy Luka, who pays his way through med school by getting his dick wet on film, is still alive. What kind of twisted reality is this? Now, Luka’s on a mission to fix both of our grief. Like I’d ever accept anything from him. He doesn’t understand that gorgeous and sexy mean nothing if you’re a promiscuous jerk. If only the nights didn’t destroy me. They’re painful and long and empty, until, on a Monday night, my insomnia attracts Diego. That Tuesday, it attracts Lenny. Next, it’s Marlon, James, Nathaniel, and on Saturday, it’s Connor. By Sunday night, I get the picture. This is Luka doing what Luka does: solve problems with sex. His remote-controlled comfort leaves me in our roommates’ arms six of seven nights. On Sunday, there’s only one man left in the house. There’s no way in hell I’m opening my door—or my heart—to a porn star. less

I’m not a saint. That’s not why I left the mafia. I left because I’m god, because I need no one, and fail at nothing. I’m Isaias Di Nascimbeni, owner of Lucid, the biggest adult entertainment studio in L.A. Son of Il Lince and second generation Italian in the U.S, I’m dirty rich and adored by highlife as well as lowlife. Whatever I focus on turns to gold. On the Richter’s scale of eye candy, I’m a twenty. I’m a hunter who tests limits... moreI’m not a saint. That’s not why I left the mafia. I left because I’m god, because I need no one, and fail at nothing. I’m Isaias Di Nascimbeni, owner of Lucid, the biggest adult entertainment studio in L.A. Son of Il Lince and second generation Italian in the U.S, I’m dirty rich and adored by highlife as well as lowlife. Whatever I focus on turns to gold. On the Richter’s scale of eye candy, I’m a twenty. I’m a hunter who tests limits. A warrior who goes shady when the law becomes dreary. While conducting business at the St. Tatiana, the most stunning woman I’ve ever seen enters my radar. Isn’t it interesting that her name is Tatiana? Isn’t it bizarre that she’s a nun? Isn’t it wild that she’s unimpressed by me? Isn't it fucking insane that I can’t get her out of my head? She doesn’t acknowledge me when I return to her church. It’s unprecedented. Unheard of. Not happening. But the hunt is my fetish. Novice or not, she’s only postponing the inevitable. Beautiful Tatiana asked for this. By the time I'm done, she’ll worship me, because now it's game on. less