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C. M. Stunich a été élevée sous une couverture de brouillard dans un endroit connu tout simplement comme Eureka, CA. Mystérieux, cet étrange territoire arboré a nourri le désir de Caitlin (oui, c’est son nom!) d’écrire d’étranges romans de fiction parlant de monstres malicieux, de trains magiques et de lions de Némée (allez voir sur Google!). Elle aime les drag queens, avoir beaucoup trop de chats, et la danse du ventre tribale.
Ayant toujours été fan de la scène indie et y restant fidèle jusqu’au bout, Melle Stunich a décidé de prendre les chemins de traverse et d’abandonner la route traditionnelle de l’édition. Vous pouvez être certains cependant qu’elle a essuyé plusieurs refus lorsqu’elle a voulu s’assurer une place bien à elle dans le monde des écrivains, avant d’accepter l’offre d’une amie et de créer une maison d’édition. Sarian Royal était née, et les livres de Melle Stunich, de simples tablettes de chocolat à cuire, se transformèrent en superbes tartes aux fleurs fondantes sculptées à la main.
C. M. est un écrivain obsédée par l’idée de donner le meilleur d’elle-même, et se creuse l’esprit régulièrement afin de sélectionner les histoires les plus inhabituelles pour le monde extérieur.
Melle Stunich peut être jointe par e.mail ou par courrier et adore entendre parler de ses lecteurs. Melle Stunich a également écrit cette biographie et n’a absolument aucune idée de la raison pour laquelle elle a décidé de parler d’elle-même à la troisième personne. (I do love this part, but don’t put it in your bio, it’s just a comment...)
Bonne lecture et carpe diem.
Sincèrement vôtre
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Choisir entre ces garçons fortunés.
Je préfère affronter les Harpies plutôt que de faire ce choix.
Comment mes quatre années à Burberry Prep peuvent-elles vraiment se terminer ?
Non, Tristan, Zayd, Creed, Zack et Windsor sont tout pour moi en ce moment.
Ma force, ma passion, mon cœur, mon empathie, ma joie.
L’amour est un maître cruel, mais je ne peux m’en prendre qu’à moi-même.
* * *
Nous sommes tombés amoureux de Charity.
Idoles de l’école, rois du campus, nous ne sommes pourtant rien sans elle.
Marnye Elizabeth Reed.
Cette fille a mis notre monde sens dessus dessous, mais le Club Infinity est sur le point de nous mettre tous sur le cul.
Gros sous, liens politiques, liens familiaux, obligations : il se passe de sacrés trucs à l’académie.
Le reste de nos vies, le reste de sa vie... Tout se résume à ce seul et ultime moment.
Une fille pour cinq.
Plutôt difficile, non ?
D'autant plus que nous essayons de conserver nos places de choix au sommet de la hiérarchie de Burberry Prep.
Marnye apprend peu à peu à nous pardonner, alors le moins qu'on puisse faire, c'est la protéger.
Voyons qui saura la faire tomber sous son charme en premier.
Cette fois, ce n'est pas un pari. Cette fois, seuls nos cœurs sont en jeu.
* * *
Affronter les filles de riches pourries gâtées... avec l'aide des garçons.
Ce sera nous contre elles, et ça risque d'être saignant.
Le roi de l'école, un narcoleptique taciturne, une rock-star tatouée, un joueur de football américain et un prince.
Cinq garçons en renfort, cinq garçons qui font battre mon cœur.
Ils prétendent avoir changé, l'heure est venue de savoir s'ils peuvent tenir cette promesse.
Cela devrait pouvoir être facile…
Les salopes dans son genre n’ont rien à faire à Burberry Prep.
Non, Marnye Reed va sucer de la bite, et tout le monde va le savoir.
La seule question est : de qui va-t-elle tomber amoureuse en premier ?
Les paris sont ouverts…
***
Voici les fils de bonne famille.
Ce sont les « Idoles » du lycée, de véritables dieux sur Terre.
Des vieilles familles. Des nouveaux riches. Une étoile montante.
Ces types n’ont rien à voir avec ceux de mon ancienne école.
Je viens peut-être d’une classe modeste, mais je suis déterminée à devenir quelqu’un et je ne les laisserai pas m’en empêcher.
Pourtant, ils disent qu’ils feront de ma vie un enfer, et je vais vite m’apercevoir qu’ils vont tout faire pour tenir cette promesse.
Calmer les gosses de riches.
C'est risqué, mais jouable.
Les crétins comme eux ne méritent pas de diriger à Burberry Prep.
Non, Tristan, Zayd et Creed vont payer et j'ai bien l'intention de faire de ces garçons un exemple.
Et puis, il y a Zack aussi, le c*nn*rd de l'équipe de football américain. Oh, ai-je précisé qu'un prince venait d'arriver à l'académie ? Qu'est-ce que je vais faire avec ces deux-là ?
La vengeance est un plat qui se mange froid et je ne vais pas tarder à y goûter.
* * *
On doit se défendre contre les cas sociaux.
Nous sommes les Idoles de l'école, après tout, les rois du campus.
Marnye Elizabeth Reed.
Cette fille n'a rien de commun avec les autres. On n'arrive pas à déterminer si on la déteste... ou si on l'aime.
Elle vient peut-être de nulle part, mais elle semble bien décidée à bouleverser l'ordre établi à l'académie.
Elle prétend qu'elle relèvera tous nos défis, mais une chose est sûre, elle va vite le regretter !
The stepbrother. The boyfriend’s best friend. The sister’s ex.
Life would be complicated enough if we didn’t have to navigate a social circle populated with serial killers.
My father has gathered a loyal group of monsters around himself like a shield.
There’s the black widow, the arsonist, the mild-mannered poet with a penchant for blood, the crooked cop, and, of course, the Seattle Slayer.
Maintaining three new romances is nearly as dangerous a proposition.
Oh, and my biological mother? She knows about the boys, but not the killers.
My original kidnapper—the woman I thought was my mom—she knows about the killers and not the boys.
Some days, it feels like the entire world is a web of secrets and deceit—much of it spun by yours truly.
The girl I once knew as Dakota Banks is fading like a distant star.
The question is: how far will I let my father push me?
He might have an app that records and watches everything; he might have a plan of righteous revenge. But there are two things the Seattle Slayer doesn’t understand: love and loyalty. He thought he could drive us apart when all he did was push us closer together.
And together, we are stronger.
This is the endgame, Dad.
Let’s finish this.
ENDGAME ROMANCE is a 200,000 word love-hate/high school romance with suspense/thriller themes. This is a reverse harem novel, meaning the main character has more than one love interest. This is book three of four in the series. Please note: authors have no control over the way books are listed as "3 of 3" on the series page; when the fourth comes out, it will say "4 of 4" at that time.
My father—the Seattle Slayer—is charismatic, intelligent, and charming.
He’s also trying to teach me to kill people, so … his good qualities don’t seem to matter much.
He’s kidnapped my boyfriend, a guy that I used to hate but grew to love.
Parrish, I’m coming for you. I’ll do anything—anything—to keep you safe.
Starting a new life as the most hated girl in Whitehall Prep was not in my gameplan.
But when I asked my dad what the point of all this was, you know what he said?
“It’s payback, Princess.”
The upper crust families in Medina have wrongs to answer for, wrongs that will be paid in blood—by me.
Justin Prior is back in town, and he's brimming with secrets.
The question is: how far will I go to uncover them?
Parrish is bruised and bleeding; Chasm burns with violent heat; Maxx is a thundercloud waiting in the wings. Lumen lies. Danyella knows. Kimber fights back.
Welcome to Medina, b*tches. Love-hate is in the air, and it isn't just me that feels it. This town is cursed in blood and diamonds.
I’ll win this thing, Dad.
Do your worst.
PAYBACK PRINCESS is a 211,000 word love-hate/high school romance with suspense/thriller themes. Includes foul language and sexual scenes; any sex featured is consensual. This is a reverse harem novel, meaning the main character has more than one love interest. This is book two of four in the series.
When I was two, I was kidnapped. Kidnapped by a loving family, sure, but still kidnapped.
Now, my biological mom wants me to live with her on the opposite side of the country.
Her … and my new stepdad and his jerk of a son: Parrish.
Wannabe tattoo artist, languorous rich boy, pouty mouth.
Starting a new life on the West Coast sucks, especially when there’s no love lost between me and my new family.
Oh, and my biological father? Did I mention that he’s a serial killer who wants me to play his games?
Find the right clues, follow the right trail, or someone I love gets hurt.
But what if he’s just kidnapped someone I hate instead?
Parrish Vanguard is a royal asshole.
The question is: does he deserve to die?
With the help of Parrish’s best friends—Maxx and Chasm—I have to risk everything to save a boy who considers himself my sworn enemy. Even if I save his ass, he’ll never thank me.
Lucky for him that our love-hate relationship isn’t a deal breaker.
I’ll play, Dad.
Start the game.
STOLEN CRUSH is a 180,000 word love-hate/high school romance with suspense/thriller themes. This is book one of four in the series.
Sharing my words thus far has only put us both in danger. It’s better to just call the whole thing off before somebody gets hurt.
Or maybe, just maybe, you are the one who keeps spilling my secrets. That it? You sold me out? I knew it; I knew I couldn’t trust you.
I can’t even trust my fuckboys, now can I? Sending me a severed p*nis as a gift doesn’t excuse their poor behavior.
Somebody died in that river. Death changed things. I wish it didn’t, but I can’t deny it. After that, nothing was going to be the same. I started questioning everything and everyone. Like, where was Ash when the night first started to go to hell?
Why was there a single gunshot followed by so much eerie quiet? Come to find out later that Widow was supposed to keep me at the track, so why didn’t he?
And since when did Alexei have a secret phone number to contact the mob? He offered up his virginity like a sacrifice and then marched me straight into the pits of hell.
Why didn’t Bohnes just tell me the plan ahead of time? If I’d known, I could’ve made different choices. Maybe I wouldn’t have ended up driving an orange Lamborghini into a river?
The Queen of Prescott High has a tarnished crown.
I trusted you—maybe I still do—but somebody betrayed me. Somebody lied.
If it was you, I suggest you run; I don’t deal well with snitches.
Remember what they get? Nice and easy ‘cause it rhymes: stitches.
Whoever ratted me out better have a fast, fuckin’ car.
Because it’s not just my boys you should be afraid of: it’s me.
XOXO, Scar
VILE BASTARDS is a 145,000 word mature high school/new adult romance with enemies-to-lovers/love-hate themes. This book contains a lot of foul language and sexual scenes; any sex featured is consensual. This is a reverse harem novel, meaning the main character has more than one love interest. The Scarlett Force series will conclude with a happy ending. This is book three in the series.
Look, last time, I threatened to kill you. That was rude; I’ll admit it. But you read through my story anyway, so you must be dying of curiosity.
Or maybe you’re like me, and it’s the adrenaline that gets you, the thrill. You want your foot on the throttle, the wind in your hair, and a sturdy f*ckboy … or two or three.
But what if there are four? Four unholy terrors. Four men to warm your bed … or wait beneath it, watching from the shadows. And what if you had to pick one to die?
Ash Kelly. Who knew I’d be dating a dead boy? He might be wearing someone else’s skin, but it’ll always be Ash for me. Ash, the obsessive one, the one with the most to lose, the one I can’t trust. My biggest secret.
Kellin Bohnes is always there for me, but he keeps a bulldozer-turned-tank in his warehouse. He has eyes everywhere, but mostly he has eyes for me. Also, he brought me a severed head as a present. His love for me is escalating.
There’s always Adrian Lawless aka Widow to fall back on. He reads romance and strums a guitar, but he isn’t the type to give up on a woman. Not when he’s already claimed her. Not even when he has to help bury the evidence.
Did I mention my cold prince, Alexei Grove? With his father gone, he has nothing left to lose. Piece by piece, his sanity falls apart in my hands, and I love every minute of it. Touch me with your black-gloved hands, sir … Don’t stop.
And of course, you know me—Scarlett Motherf*cking Force.
I’m your only friend: remember that.
Let me warn you one last time; I really don’t want to write your epitaph.
So hit the gas and get the hell out of here.
Just … remember to check the back seat first.
Someone might be waiting for you there.
Love, Me
UNHOLY TERRORS is a 120,000 word mature high school/new adult romance with enemies-to-lovers/love-hate themes. This book contains a lot of foul language and sexual scenes; any sex featured is consensual. This is a reverse harem novel, meaning the main character has more than one love interest. The Scarlett Force series will conclude with a happy ending. This is book two in the series.
Trust me: you really, really don’t want to read this. So back away slowly, hands up, and I won’t have to kill you.
They might, though. They might be willing to warm my bed, but I wouldn’t say I trusted them. Just a bunch of psychos, really.
My three f*ckboys, my three psychos.
Alexei Grove. God, what could I possibly say about him? How the mighty have fallen. Neurotic, violent, germaphobe. He hates to be touched; he hates the people who brought his family down even more.
Next, there’s Widow. Traumatized, edgy, unpredictable. Never have I seen a man so twitchy yet so alpha. Just … don’t make the mistake I did: don’t touch his f*cking car.
Lastly, there’s Bohnes. Oh, Bohnes … He’s the shadow of Prescott High. If you have enough cash, he’ll do anything. Literally anything—even bury a body. Also, he gave me severed fingers as a present. That must account for something, right?
Then there’s me.
I’m a boss-a** b*tch: I race cars and I always win.
Rule is: if I can ride it, I can win it. What I can’t do is protect you.
So, here’s my final warning: run, don’t walk.
Better yet: ride. Ride hard, ride fast, and don’t look back.
If you see my boys in the rearview, it’s already too late.
Love, Scarlett Motherf*cking Force
F*CKBOY PSYCHOS is a 138,000 word mature high school/new adult romance with enemies-to-lovers/love-hate themes. This book contains a lot of foul language and sexual scenes; any sex featured is consensual. This is a reverse harem novel, meaning the main character has more than one love interest. The Scarlett Force series will conclude with a happy ending. This is book one in the series.
It also shouldn't hurt so much.
How could the one person I can't have be the only person I truly need?
Florian Harper Riley has my heart and he doesn't even know it. I used to think that was okay, that I'd get over him, but no matter how hard I try, I can't purge his sharp green gaze from my thoughts.
He's a tattoo artist, the love of my life, the man of my dreams.
But he's also my stepbrother.
Fate can be wicked cruel.
*This is a stand-alone, full-length MF romance
The captive bookworm princess …
The enslaved billionaire heir …
The obsessed and loyal assassin …
He dressed them up in pretty clothes, collared them, kept them.
At his feet.
In his bed.
Trapped in his castle on the hill.
He’s shackled to the throne of the city’s underground, Lord of the Grey Wolfe Mafia.
She’s chained to him, but the hearts of these men are bound to her.
Their tale could end in happily ever after … or it could climax dressed in blood.
One woman, three men, a love story.
*This is a contemporary reverse harem romance, meaning one girl and three male love interests. The series includes M/M scenes, dubcon, and poetic kink, all wrapped in the guise of a modern-day fairy tale
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