Book Three in Karina Halle's wild, dark and dangerously sexy Dirty Angels Trilogy.
The third addictive, raw and sizzling Dirty Angels book from the author of The Pact, The Artists Trilogy and Love, in English. Set in the wild, heated world of Mexico, fans of Joanna Wylde, Kristen Proby and Tarryn Fisher will thrill to this series.
Blood. Sex. Revenge. Being king comes at a brutal price.
Drug lord Javier Bernal has sliced and diced his way to the top of the Mexican drug trade, presiding over the country's largest cartel. But his rise to power comes at a ruthless price: the death of his sister, Alana.
Devastated and wracked with guilt, Javier shuns his new wife, Luisa, forcing their marriage into a steady decline. When she's pushed into the waiting arms of Esteban Mendoza, his right-hand man, it seems Javier has lost everything. Only by piecing together the truth about Alana does he realise just what he has to gain.
Blood will spill. Cities will burn. Heads will roll. Because Javier will stop at nothing until he gets what he wants. And he wants raw, ruthless revenge.
Addicted to Karina's wild Dirty Angels world? Don't miss Books One and Two in the series, Dirty Angels and Dirty Deeds. And for more of her deliciously dark romance, check out The Artists Trilogy...
Dirty, dangerous and utterly addictive - Totally Booked
Dirty Angels is a story about power vs. weakness, good vs. evil, strategy vs. threat. All in all, it's like a game of chess with the addition of scorching-hot sex - My Book Muse
The daughter of a Norwegian Viking and a Finnish Moomin, Karina Halle grew up in Vancouver, Canada with trolls and eternal darkness on the brain. This soon turned into a love of all things that go bump in the night and a rather sadistic appreciation for freaking people out. Like many of the flawed characters she writes, Karina never knew where to find herself and has dabbled in acting, make-up artistry, film production, screen writing, photography, travel writing and music journalism. She eventually found herself in the pages of the very novels she wrote (if only she had looked there to begin with).