All The Queen's Men

Hillary Lane rules the city of Carlisle, in the boardroom and in the bedroom, but it isn't enough.

All the money in the world won't satisfy the one thing she desperately needs:

Revenge.

She can't catch the one who hurt her all those years ago, but her city is filled with equally deserving men.

Men who will never get caught, whose victims will never see justice.

Men who never learned to bow to a Queen.

The night she gets her first opportunity at justice, two men - her men - show up unexpectedly.

Can the billionaire heiress get the vengeance she craves? Or will her Knight and King prove too much of a distraction? 

For thirty-one years, I’ve worn as many labels as designer shoes: a young heiress, a business mogul, the Queen of Carlisle.

But none of these titles gives me the same satisfaction as when I see the hunger in their eyes.

The blond, brooding Viking, who keeps his hold on me from afar and refuses to let me go.

The wealthy, powerful businessman, who rules with an iron fist and a forceful tongue— in the boardroom, and the bedroom.

The crafty, cunning con-artist, who thinks he’s about to cash in on my fortune.

They all want the power I hold, but none of them can touch me.

They are pawns on my chessboard, and they’ll soon discover ...

I am their Queen. 

 When building a rebellion piece by piece and I’m backed into a corner, what can I do?

Recruit, of course - the three most dangerous men I can find:

The crooked Rook, whose whispers will open the gates to powerful secrets.

The outcast dark Knight, who has to hide in the shadows but still speaks to demons in the dark.

The conflicted cartel King, who continues to protect me from my enemies - even if that enemy is me.

When the lines between professional courtesy and powerful chemistry become blurred, it’s time to remind them who is the real boss of this town.

Queens don’t need keepers; they are keepers of men.

My court won’t make the same mistake twice. 

 The world I’ve spent a decade building is slowly crumbling to ashes at my feet.

Three vicious men are lying in wait, vying for my Queendom.

Little do they know, I have three men of my own. A devoted court of vengeance, each a jewel in my crown:

My Rook – the cunning conman, the creator of chaos. His war is waged through wits and wiles.

My Knight – the dangerously devoted, the slayer of sin. His battle is bred with blades and bone.

My King – the cryptic keeper, the defender of death. His fight is forged by fists and fire.

As our enemies try to break us, we build an empire of our own, mortared with the blood of the guilty.

The board is set, the game is on. They’ll have to learn their lesson the hard way.

Only Hillary Lane wears the crown.