Cunning. Sex. Pure nerve. Only this potent threesome can raise him to his rightful place as ruler of Manhattanâs kink kingdom.
Bouncing from bed to bed on the Upper East Sideâhandsomely paid in both bills and blackmail fodderâKingsley Edge is brilliant, beautiful and utterly debauched. No carnal act or chemical compound can relieve his self-destructive apathyâonly Søren, the one person he loves without limit or regret. A man he can never have, but in whose hands Kingsley is reborn to attain even greater heights of sin. He plans to open the ultimate BDSM clubÂ: a dungeon playground for New Yorkâs A-list thatâll change the scene forever.
The club becomes Kingsleyâs obsessionâand heâs enlisted some tough-as-nails help. His new assistant Sam is smart, secretive and totally immune to seduction (by men, at least). She and Kingsley make a wicked team. Still, their combinedâand considerableâexpertise in domination canât subdue the man who would kill their dream. The enigmatic Reverend Fuller wonât rest until Kingâs dream is destroyed. Itâs one manâs sacred mission against anotherâsâ¦.
âReiszâs Original Sinners series just keeps getting better!â
âRT Book Reviews
Praise for Tiffany Reisz
âThe Siren is one of those books which has the amazing ability to create the scene in full colour in your mindâs eyeâthis is no small skill on the authorâs part.â http://carasutra.co.uk/
âA beautiful, lyrical story ⦠The Siren is about love lost and found, the choices that make us who we are ⦠I can only hope Ms Reisz pens a sequel!â âBestselling author Jo Davis
âThe Original Sinners series certainly lives up to its name: itâs mind-bendingly original and crammed with more sin than you can shake a hot poker at. I havenât read a book this dangerous and subversive since Chuck Palahniukâs Fight Club.â âAndrew Shaffer, author ofGreat Philosophers Who Failed at Love
âTiffany Reisz is a smart, artful and masterful new voice in erotic fiction. An erotica star on the rise!â
âAward-winning author Lacey Alexander
âDaring, sophisticated and literary ⦠exactly what good erotica should be.â
âKitty Thomas, author ofTender Mercies
âDazzling, devastating and sinfully erotic, Reisz writes unforgettable characters youâll either want to know or want to be. The Siren is an alluring book-within-a-book, a story that will leave you breathless and bruised, aching for another chapter with Nora Sutherlin and her men.â âMiranda Baker, author ofBottoms UpandSoloplay
âThe best erotica either leaves slut-marks on your back or a bruise on your heart. The Siren does both and I wish Iâd written it.â âScarlett Parrish, author ofBy the Book
âYou will most definitely feel strongly for these characters ⦠This was an amazing story and Iâm so happy that itâs not over. I canât wait to jump back into Noraâs world.â
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TIFFANY REISZâs books inhabit a sexy, shadowy world where erotica, romance and gothic literature meet and do immoral and possibly illegal things to each other. The first book in her international bestselling series The Original Sinners was named the RT 2012 Reviewersâ Choice Award for Best Erotic Romance. She is a very bad Catholic. Visit her website, www.tiffanyreisz.com, for news, gossip and wholly inappropriate bedtime stories.
Also by Tiffany Reisz:
The Original Sinners: The Red Years
THE SIREN
THE ANGEL THE PRINCE THE MISTRESS
The Original Sinners: The White Years
THE SAINT
eBook Novellas
THE MISTRESS FILES
SEVEN-DAY LOAN IMMERSED IN PLEASURE SUBMIT TO DESIRE LITTLE RED RIDING CROP
eBook Cosmo Red Hot Reads
MISBEHAVING
Dedicated to all the girls with short hair and all the boys with long hair.
You are fearfully and wonderfully made.
All men dream, but not equally. Those who dream by night, in the dusty recesses of their minds, wake in the day to find that it was vanity: but the dreamers of the day are dangerous men, for they may act on their dreams with open eyes, to make them possible.
âLawrence of Arabia
1
Somewhere in London 2013
KINGSLEY EDGE WAS playing God tonight. He hoped the real God, if He did exist, wouldnât mind.
Heâd told his driver to let him out a few blocks before his destination. Warm air, a late-April rain and a little English magic had sent a soft white fog twisting and flicking its tail down winding streets, and Kingsley wanted to enjoy it. He wore a long coat and carried a leather weekender bag over his shoulder. It was late, and although the city was still awake, it kept its voice down. The only sounds around him came from the soles of his shoes echoing against the wet and shining pavement and the distant murmur of city traffic.
When he arrived at the door he knocked without hesitation.