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Total pages in book: 88
Estimated words: 82439 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 412(@200wpm)___ 330(@250wpm)___ 275(@300wpm)

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From USA Today bestselling author Logan Chance comes a new STANDALONE about a priest and the woman who captivates him.

I’m a single mother who lost custody of my son. Every night without him feels like a dagger to the heart, but I won’t give up. My ex is a lawyer and a powerhouse, someone unbeatable. I need to clean up my image, so I turn to the last place I thought would help—church.

That’s where I meet Father Carmichael.

Gorgeous. Untouchable. Completely forbidden.

I thought I was getting my life back together, but instead, he pulls me into a dangerous game. He offers me a deal: help him bring down a ruthless crime boss, and he’ll help me with my case.

The problem? I don’t have a clue what I’m doing.

Now, I’m spending late nights in dark corners with a man I can’t have, learning skills no mother should ever need. The closer we get to our target, the more tangled we become. Until the lines between right and wrong, holy and sinful, blur beyond recognition.

I’m caught between two impossible battles—winning back my son, and protecting a man I shouldn’t even want.

Saving my soul? That might be the one thing I’m too far gone to do.

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Chapter 1

Evangelina

“You're an asshole, Christopher Matthews.”

“Oh, you must be really angry if you’re adding the last name,” Christopher replies, a smirk playing on his lips. He stands in front of me, his expensive suit perfectly tailored, and stares at me with disdain in his light-brown eyes. “Nice language to use in front of your son, Eva. Guess you can take the girl out of the gutter, but you can’t take the gutter out of the girl.”

As always, his words are meant to remind me that he sees me as beneath him. I hate the way he judges me, like I’m the worst person in the world. Like I’m insignificant. Even when we were married, he always made me feel so… small.

But we aren’t married anymore, and he no longer has that hold on me.

I square my shoulders and raise my chin. “Nice try. Nate’s not even out here. Why did you have me bring over his teddy bear if you weren’t going to at least let me say hi to him?”

“You know the judge’s rules, Eva,” he says with a condescending tone. “No unscheduled contact, unless I approve it. And now just isn’t a good time.” He gives me a smug smile because he holds all the cards.

Our five-year-old son, Nathaniel, watches us through the pane-glass window of my ex-husband’s new million-dollar mansion. His small hand waves at me, and I see tears streaming down his sweet face. More than anything, I want to rush to him and tell him everything will be okay.

But it won’t be. Not when the judge handed down a court order that granted Christopher legal custody of our boy.

It’s been a little over six months since the court’s decision, and so far, nothing I’ve done to appeal the ruling has worked. The countless nights of poring over legal documents, the consultations with various attorneys, and the pleas to the judge—all have been in vain.

“Well, are they his rules or simply what you’ve told him to do?” I ask, my voice trembling with frustration. “Isn’t that truly how things work? You must really have dirt on him, huh?”

Christopher's smirk widens, but he says nothing, letting my accusation hang in the air. I knew a custody battle against a seasoned lawyer would be hard, but I naively thought the judge would see how much I love my son. How well I care for him. I’m not uber-rich like Christopher, but even with only a waitressing job, I make sure Nate wants for nothing.

I recall the sleepless nights staying up with Nate when he had the flu, the countless bedtime stories, and the handmade Halloween costumes. I might not have the financial means to shower him with luxuries, but I’ve always ensured he has everything he needs and more.

Yet, here I am...without custody of my child. The injustice of it all weighs heavily on me. My heart aches as I look at Nathaniel, who still stands at the window, his tear-streaked face pressed against the glass. His small hand still waving, he looks so lost and helpless.

How can the system be so blind to the pain it's causing? How can Christopher, the man who once promised to love and cherish me, now stand here, relishing in my suffering?

“Why don’t you talk to your lawyer and petition the court for more visitation?” Christopher suggests, giving me a haughty smile. He knows things won’t go my way. They never do. Not when it comes to that crooked courthouse, the crooked judge, and all of Christopher’s crooked friends.

“Just make sure he’s ready at five on Friday,” I say, grinding my teeth so I don’t say anything he can use against me.

A woman gets out of a Mercedes across the street and glances over at us before walking toward her sprawling home. They’re all so nosy. I must look pathetic standing out here on Christopher’s pristine lawn, exposed for the entire posh neighborhood to see.

“Oh, right, about that…” Christopher says. “Jessica and I are going out of town with Nate.” Before I can object, he holds up a well-manicured hand. “Listen, Nate’s been wanting to go to Disney World for a long time. And we wanted to hit it before he starts kindergarten. You’re not going to deny him Disney World, are you?”

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Close Your Eyes (Gods of Saint Pierce #3) Read Online Logan Chance http://www.ilovenovels.com/close-your-eyes-gods-of-saint-pierce-3-read-online-logan-chance Thu, 13 Jun 2024 07:54:17 +0000 http://www.booksnovels.com/close-your-eyes-gods-of-saint-pierce-3-read-online-logan-chance Genre: Alpha Male, Billionaire Authors: Logan Chance Series: Gods of Saint Pierce Series by Logan Chance
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Total pages in book: 66
Estimated words: 63444 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 317(@200wpm)___ 254(@250wpm)___ 211(@300wpm)

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From USA Today bestselling author Logan Chance comes a tale about forbidden love and how they'll risk everything to be together.

I’m engaged to a monster. One who keeps me on a very short leash. I know my days are numbered before I can call this man my husband, but I don’t mind. Because I know I have to do this. I signed up for this.

Until I meet Ledger Thorne. In the clandestine corners of our world, a forbidden bond blooms between us, fueled by a longing too dangerous to name.

It’s completely sinful the way he stares at me.

The way he breathes my name.

The way he burns for me too.

To want Ledger is dangerous. A danger I can’t have any part of.

In a world where every desire is a betrayal, I am left grappling with the impossibility of our love. To resist him is to defy my very nature, but to surrender is to risk everything I hold dear. And so, I’m left to navigate the treacherous waters of forbidden passion, torn between duty and the insatiable hunger for the one I cannot have.

Easier said than done.

CLOSE YOUR EYES is an epic love-story between a woman promised to another, and the magnetic man who ignites her soul.

To want is a sin.

To need a transgression.

But to touch is a fate more severe than death itself.

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Prologue

Ledger

Forty-Five Days Earlier

“Thanks for swooping in like our knight in shining security armor,” I say to Dean Maddox, the owner of Maddox Security. His company is renowned for being the best, and here at Club Greed, we expect the best.

“Of course. You, Roman, and Devereaux are like brothers to me,” Dean says, giving my fist a bump.

Club Greed is a premium adult club where we cater to the wealthy. Its opulent furnishings, lavish decor, and sumptuous ambiance create an atmosphere of luxury and indulgence unrivaled in Saint Pierce. Devereaux Huxley established the club years ago, cultivating its clientele into the prestigious assembly it is today. Among its ranks are top-tier businessmen, influential politicians, and the crème de la crème of society's elite.

Several months ago, he faced a wave of negative publicity when the Greedy Girls, the club's female staff, began turning up dead. The sinister actions of a serial killer casted a dark shadow over Saint Pierce, resulting in a downturn in business. It was during this time that Dev met Chloe, she had gone undercover, assuming the identity of a Greedy Girl in a plot to unravel the mystery.

Dean’s eyes dart around the dimly-lit club as he sketches out an updated security plan.

With last year's debacle with the Greedy Girls and our ex-security-chief-gone-wrong, we decided Dean was our best bet to handle the security here. Now I'm the club's impromptu captain while my buddy Dev, who owns the club, handles preparing for the baby on the way. His girl, Chloe’s pregnant and I couldn’t be happier for the both of them. Life's an unpredictable rollercoaster, right?

Dean's gaze fixates on my twin brother, Roman, as he strolls through the club with Greer Huxley, Dev's sister, on his arm. An unspoken question lingers in the air, and I clarify, "Devereaux's sister."

Dean raises a brow as he probes, "How does Dev feel about them dating?"

"They're not actually dating," I disclose. "It's fake to help Greer's professional image. Roman, though, has always had a thing for her. Maybe this is the push he needs to finally man up to his feelings."

Dean chuckles lightly. “Doesn’t look like they’re faking anything. Reminds me of my best friend, Xavier Stone. He’s been in love with his wife since they were kids. They had a rough time getting together, but now they’re happily in love.”

I cross my arms. “Roman’s too afraid to fuck up their friendship, but they’re bound to end up together. One day. I’m willing to bet money on it.”

Dean nods, focusing back on the file in his hands. “I’ve got Ranger Cole coming by to set up a team of men he trusts with his life. He’ll put together a schedule for the men, and all you need to do is just sit back and trust me.”

I shake his hand. “That’s one thing I can do.”

Dean rubs a hand over his chin. “What about you? Are you in love?”

I shake my head with a laugh. “Never. I don’t really think I’m capable of it. Never really met anyone who has kept my interest for more than five minutes.”

“All it takes is that one special girl.”

As Dean goes over the security plan, an alarm pierces through the air. Panic flits through my veins as I ask Adele, my assistant manager, what’s going on through the walkie. Her voice crackles through the walkie, announcing an attack in the Satellite Room.

The ambient flare of the club's lights illuminates the surroundings as the music gracefully comes to a halt. Within the lobby area adjacent to the bar, a sparse gathering of individuals observes the scene.

Dean and I make our way to the Satellite Room.

I enter the room, and the bouncers I've enlisted to oversee the club until Dean arranges for a more permanent team encircle a woman seated on a plush couch.

Her face is shrouded by a blanket of brown hair, and I step closer to see exactly what happened. Adele sits next to her, rubbing her back.

“What happened here?” I ask, demanding attention.

Adele gazes her blue eyes up at me, and shakes her head. Hector steps up closer, and pulls me aside.

“We’re still trying to figure out exactly what happened…” Before he can finish his sentence, a man adorned in an opulent suit, worth more money than this club itself, hastily enters the room.

Lazarus Delgado, Bane Delgado’s cousin and right-hand man.

Bane Delgado is the most infamous crime boss in Saint Pierce, the name that sends shivers down the spine of anyone familiar with the city's underworld. Known for his ruthless tactics and unrelenting grip on the organized crime scene, Delgado's reputation is steeped in fear and violence. Currently awaiting trial, he's a man whose sinister deeds and merciless nature are evident in every story whispered about him. Any way you slice it, Bane Delgado is the epitome of evil, a figure whose presence casts a dark shadow over Saint Pierce.

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Cross My Heart (Gods of Saint Pierce #2) Read Online Logan Chance http://www.ilovenovels.com/cross-my-heart-gods-of-saint-pierce-2-read-online-logan-chance Sat, 30 Mar 2024 18:33:35 +0000 http://www.booksnovels.com/cross-my-heart-gods-of-saint-pierce-2-read-online-logan-chance Genre: Alpha Male, Billionaire, Insta-Love Authors: Logan Chance Series: Gods of Saint Pierce Series by Logan Chance
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Total pages in book: 58
Estimated words: 55839 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 279(@200wpm)___ 223(@250wpm)___ 186(@300wpm)

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From USA Today bestselling author Logan Chance comes a riveting tale about friendship, love, and lies. This scorching romance shatters the boundaries between love and make-believe.Thanks to podcaster gossip, my firm thinks I’m not a good fit for the high-profile case of my dreams. They want someone in a committed relationship.Stone Ages, right?So, I lie and mention I'm dating the charismatic billionaire, Roman Thorne—my brother's best friend and my secret crush.Dating Roman is totally off limits, but fake dating could be the answer. Finally having a reason to touch the man that stars in my fantasies without ruining our friendship is an added bonus.But no one’s buying it. We’re opposites, they say. He’s too much of a playboy and I’m too much of a prude.Challenge accepted.Once we move in together the passion intensifies. But before long, it’s hard to find the line where reality begins and illusion ends.Until trouble threatens our fauxmance.Just how far am I willing to go for a relationship that feels all too real?

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PROLOGUE

Greer

14 Years Old

“Someone call the Prosecution Podcast. There’s been a fashion crime.”

“Shut up, Dev,” I shout at my older brother. He’s not wrong, though. The pink frilly dress he’s smirking at makes me feel like a cheap Barbie doll. But I’m wearing it to the dance, and I don’t care what anyone thinks. It’s not like anyone pays attention to me anyway.

He holds his hands up. “No need to shout. Just a little shocked that’s what you’re wearing to the dance. You look about four, not fourteen.”

I push my glasses up my nose and glare at him while he leans against my bedroom doorway. “Well, I’m a little shocked you’re even here. Shouldn’t you be at Roman and Ledger’s house?”

Guilt flashes in his brown eyes before he tucks it away. “Where’s Dad?”

“Drinking in his study.” Like any other day.

“Fuck,” he mutters.

You can curse all you want when there are no adults around to care what comes out of your mouth, but I know she would’ve hated it, so I correct him. “Don’t say that.”

He rolls his eyes. “You’re not my mom.”

The perpetual flutter of butterfly wings in my stomach increases like they do every time I hear that word.

“Well, obviously. But just because she’s dead doesn’t mean you can do things she wouldn’t like.”

He blinks, but the guilt doesn’t leave his eyes. I’ve said the unspeakable, brought up the topic we’re supposed to avoid. The tense air in my room feels like a weight on my chest, suffocating me.

“Greer…” he says, but I bolt past him and hustle down the hallway. My pulse drums a rapid beat in my ears as I sprint down the stairs and fly across the foyer. When I fling the door open, I collide with a hard chest.

“Oomph,” flies out into the still night. “What the…”

I look up into the blue eyes of Roman, Dev’s best friend. “Oh. Sorry.”

He glances down at my dress. “Where are you going all dolled up?”

“Nowhere. I was just trying it on for the dance on Friday.”

His brows raise. “You’re going?”

“Yes. I don’t know. Why?”

“Doesn’t seem like your thing.”

“Well, it is now.” I sidestep him as the butterflies swarm within me, their fluttering now fueled for a reason other than anxiety.

Before I can get off the porch, his long legs move him in front of me. “Seriously, where are you going?”

“For a walk.”

“It’s dark.”

“So.” Dad’s too in his booze to care and won’t even notice I’m not in the house.

His mesmerizing gaze dips down to my bare feet. “You can’t walk around without shoes.”

“I’m just going to the garden.” If he doesn’t move, I’m going to cry in front of him. “Please get out of my way.”

Instead of letting me pass, he turns around, giving me the back of his t-shirt and jeans. “Hop on, princess.”

“It’s okay, Roman. Don’t you have to go inside?”

“Nope. Dev wants to talk to your dad before we head back to my house.” He looks over his shoulder at me. “Get on, Greer. Seems like you need me more than he does right now.”

He’s the only one who’s noticed that I’m not okay with my mother’s suicide. “You’re too tall,” I say, trying to hide the tears from him. “And I’m not like the cheerleaders you hang out with at school. I can’t vault into the air like they can.”

He takes two steps down, so he’s on the ground. “There. Let’s go. I have something for you.”

God, the girls at school would die to ride on his back. And so would I. Which is why I say fuck it—forgive me, Mom—and leap off the porch.

He chuckles as I wrap my arms around his neck and cinch my legs around his waist.

“Those cheerleaders have nothing on you, Greer.”

“Yeah, right. They’ve got boobs and I’ve got brains. Yay me.” And then I’m sobbing, because I just said that to the guy I’ve had a crush on for years. But who else can I say it to? I don’t have a mother anymore.

“Ah, shit,” he whispers as he walks us away from the house. “Don’t cry, Greer. You’ll…um…get them soon.”

He stops in the corner of the yard by the oak tree, and I slide down his back onto the soft grass.

“It’s not that,” I say.

He runs a hand through his dark hair, leaving a lock flopped onto his forehead. “What is it then?”

His gaze skims the thin straps holding up the sequin bodice of my dress. “Are you nervous about going to the dance?”

“Yeah, but I’m going anyway. Mom picked this dress out for me and I told her it was awful. This is my last chance to wear it before it doesn’t fit anymore.” I swipe at the tears on my cheeks and finally let out what’s been tearing at my insides. “Maybe if I hadn’t been a brat, she wouldn’t have left us.”

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Say My Name (Gods of Saint Pierce #1) Read Online Logan Chance http://www.ilovenovels.com/say-my-name-gods-of-saint-pierce-1-read-online-logan-chance Sun, 29 Jan 2023 00:17:30 +0000 http://www.booksnovels.com/say-my-name-gods-of-saint-pierce-1-read-online-logan-chance Genre: Alpha Male, Dark, Erotic, Romance, Suspense Authors: Logan Chance Series: Gods of Saint Pierce Series by Logan Chance
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Total pages in book: 104
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Devereaux Huxley has a problem his billions can’t fix…me.

He’s the owner of Club Greed, an adult club that caters to the fantasies of the rich and powerful, Devereaux’s the prime suspect when the girls employed at his club start turning up dead.
The Greedy Girls.
Elegant, poised, and desired by all.
And now I’m going undercover to become one.
He calls me Swan.
He doesn’t know my real name, but that’s how I like it. If he knew the real Chloe, I’d be in more danger than I am now.
I might be in over my head, but I won’t let the dazzling whiskey-colored eyes and seductive charm of the mysterious owner make me fail at my first case as a detective.
I’m determined to be the best darn Greedy Girl the small town of Saint Pierce has ever seen. And not get myself murdered in the process. I’ll just need to keep my wits about me and keep the devilishly handsome and possible murderer Devereaux Huxley at bay. Which is easier said than done.
He tempts me.
He desires me.
He pushes me to try new things.
Naughty things.
Things an undercover detective shouldn’t even be imagining.
But I am imagining them…with him.
When the lines between reality and fantasy blur, it’ll make me question everything I’ve ever known.
I’ll need to keep myself out of danger long enough to uncover what’s really going on, but when secrets threaten to crush us, and I end up in his bed, the real danger begins.

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Chapter 1

Chloe

* * *

“Another Greedy Girl found dead. This is the third murder victim from Club Greed this month. Last night, a neighbor heard shouting, then a gunshot, and called the authorities. When police arrived, they found Julie Landers in her apartment, face down, with a bullet to the back of her head. There was no forced entry.”

I glance at the TV playing in the Saint Pierce police station. The morning show anchor rattles off details about the grim news while an image of a smiling redhead standing on a beach pops up on the screen.

“It’s a damn shame,” Guy Adams, a Saint Pierce officer, says, taking his chewing gum out of his mouth and sticking it under his desk. “A body like that gone to waste.” He shakes his dark-haired head. “Damn shame.”

What’s a “damn shame” is that I have to call this man my partner. Him and his disgusting gum chewing habits. After today, I’m hoping I won’t have to deal with him again.

I’m still waiting to see if I made detective, so I can move up in the world. Captain’s been promising me the promotion ever since I finished all the required courses it takes to become a detective, but so far, nothing.

“Chloe, Captain’s been looking for you,” Marge, Captain Adler’s secretary, says. “He’s in his office.” She scuttles off down the hallway, and I follow her matronly figure, taking a deep breath as I approach his open door. Here it goes.

“Congratulations, Bardot,” Captain greets me as I enter his office. “You’re now a detective.” He’s always been very clipped and to the point, so his no-frills announcement doesn’t phase me.

This isn’t the type of place to show emotion and do a happy dance, but I can’t help the proud smile that lifts my lips. “Thank you, sir. You—”

“No time for accolades,” Captain Adler interrupts, his naked head shining under the office’s fluorescent lights. “I’ve got your first assignment.”

All the excitement racing through me screeches to a halt. My smile collapses because I already know what he’s going to say, and I’m simultaneously filled with anticipation and dread. You can’t escape the news. “Club Greed?”

He nods, not meeting my eyes. “Here’s how I see it, Bardot.” His bushy mustache moves along with his mouth. “Homicide needs your help with this case. You in particular.”

“Why me in particular?” I ask, furrowing my brow. This is a high-profile case, and I should be enthusiastic about the opportunity—yay for me—but his phrasing of me “in particular” has alarm bells ringing in my head.

In a city with only eleven-thousand people, the police force is small, so it’s no wonder they want me on the case. I think right now they’ll take all the help they can get, but why me in particular?

I’ve been a kickass police officer, and I’m confident I’ll be a kickass detective. I’m one of the youngest officers to become a detective in the Saint Pierce Police Department. At twenty-seven, I’m already on my way to becoming captain someday.

But Captain Adler still won’t look me in the eye, making my scalp prickle with unease. He rustles through some papers while I wait for him to answer my question.

His brown eyes finally connect with mine, and I see the apprehension skulking in their depths. “We’ve got a true mess down there at Club Greed.”

I nod, hoping he’ll explain further. His obvious hesitance to elaborate is making my palms sweat.

Captain Adler leans back in his cherished leather chair, and that’s when the alarm bells blare. I never thought it possible for a grown man to worship a piece of furniture so much, but he has a thing for his state-of-the-art Herman Miller gaming seat. He’s told us all many times about its ergonomically designed craftsmanship with eight zones of support, meant to keep asses comfortable for the long haul. I mean, the man won’t shut up about it most days. It’s turned into an extension of him. And every time we discuss something troubling, he caresses the arm rests. Just like he’s doing now.

“What’s going on?” I ask.

“It’s no mystery that we’re all working overtime to figure out who’s behind the latest murders of Club Greed employees. Katherine in Homicide wants to put you undercover.”

My heart freezes, then pounds at an alarming rate. “Me?”

Confession: Katherine terrifies me. She’s a no-nonsense woman without a filter, who has spent her adult life on the force. She worked her way through the ranks, just like me, until she became lieutenant of Homicide.

“I don’t understand. Undercover where?”

“She wants you to go undercover as a Greedy Girl.”

I can’t help but gulp, and internally laugh at the absurdity of me becoming a Greedy Girl. Has he seen me walk in heels? It’s just not good. I knew someone might have to infiltrate the club to get closer to the situation, but I never in a million years imagined it would be me.

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