So awfully bitter, you’ll know me by the aftertaste. I can’t tell you where I’m going, and I can’t begin to understand where I’ve been, but I’m alive. Alive and alone, until a savior presents himself in tattered clothes and a frayed beanie. Taking me under his protection, the promise of a tomorrow seems to be within reach after all. He shows me how to navigate the city, how to steal and survive. And just when I think I might have a future running the streets, my world comes to a halt for pair of stunning hazel eyes. The boy attached isn’t too bad either. But when a group of armed men and a mom I didn’t know I had throw my world into chaos, I’m forced to choose between my head and my heart. Spoiler alert – young love never lasts. This is a prequel novella for the I Love Candy Series, giving Candy the origin story she desperately needed. Trigger Warning - Described from the perspective of a thirteen-year-old runaway, there is violence and angst throughout. No abuse is described, although very faintly hinted at.

So damn sweet, I cause cavities. S’up? I’m Candy. Excuse the name. The old walking womb was a stripper back in her prime and I was a client gone wrong. She thought after years of group homes and rejection, I’d run back into her arms and join the family business. No thanks. The only circles I run in are the ones my bubblegum bubbles make. Don’t worry about my teeth though, sugar-free as always. I’m not a complete psycho. Oh except for my passive-aggressive, potty-mouthed, imaginary best friend who happens to be a gummy bear. That part is pretty nuts. I was thoroughly enjoying myself, doing whatever the hell I wanted until a group of model-worthy bikers try to muscle in on my heist. They don’t seem to realise those with barely any personal belongings tend to grow protective of what’s theirs, and by taking one of my beloved possessions, they’ve signed their own death warrants. Fooling them with my sickly sweet smile, I’ll slip past their defences and claim back what’s rightfully mine, no matter the cost. Despite how hard they try, I won’t be deterred from my new mission. Putting bullies back in their place when no one else can. I’ve got you in my sights now boys, and no one screws over Candy Crystal twice. P.S, yeah, the stripper name game is on point. Trigger Warning: This is book one of the I Love Candy series, featuring a feisty female lead. Candy is spontaneous, impulsive and reckless, which makes this book inappropriate for under 18’s. She gives as good as she gets, causing chaos and leaves you wondering who is bullying who! Expect excessive amounts of steam, violence and cursing throughout. This series is a RH trilogy with a HEA…eventually.

So bloody sweet, I’ll give you tooth decay. Call off the search party, here I am. Candy Crystal is back for another round with my Gambler’s Monarchs. And don’t be mistaken, they are mine. All mine. So much has changed, except for me obviously. I’m as perfect as Angus’ advice on a dismal day. With the Monarchs fractured and Malik suffering from an identity crisis, I need to use my best moves to bring the whole gang home. My best moves being reverse cowgirl, the upside down corkscrew and the underestimated cupid’s arrow. Armed with my magical pu$$y and a newfound sense of purpose, I’ll lure them all back to the Devil’s Bedpost where we belong. Together. Unfortunately, my appeal doesn’t stretch as far as the stray who has latched onto one of my men. A charming, cunning killer to be exact. It’s obvious this house isn’t big enough for the two of us. I’m a b!tch who knows her way around a bone so this slutty snake had better watch her back. Did I mention she’s also trying to kill me? Well, not if Angus and I get to her first. The Monarchs may be blind but I know an assassin when I see one. Some say I’m delusional, others use the term disturbingly obsessive. I prefer protective, and now the Candy Crusher isn’t my sole possession anymore. The claws are out, the game is on. Marco Polo Motherf\*cker$. Trigger Warning: This is book two of the I Love Candy series, featuring a feisty female lead. Candy is spontaneous, impulsive and reckless, which makes this book inappropriate for under 18’s. She gives as good as she gets, causing chaos and leaves you wondering who is bullying who! Expect excessive amounts of steam, violence and cursing throughout. This series is a RH trilogy with a HEA…eventually.

So freaking sweet, I’ll give you diabetes. On the road. On the run. Back to life exactly the way I like it. We may have a few tag-alongs, but for Angus and I, it’s just like old times. For the most part anyway - as long as I can keep the strange sinking feeling threatening to drag me under at bay. I used to know exactly who I was, what I stood for. Yet a recent betrayal has forced me to question everything. The Monarchs told me their pretty lies and tricked me with their gorgeous bodies. They took the trust I wasn’t willing to give and shattered it into pieces. I made a vow once to teach these bullies a lesson, but instead it’s me who has learnt the hard way deceit can’t be washed away with merely a stick of gum. It’ll take a deep-rooted thirst for vengeance and sweet justice from the Candy Crusher to right the wrongs dealt onto me. But that’s not up to me to pursue. If the Monarchs want me, they’ll have to catch me, and then I’ll make them sorry they ever did. Trigger Warning: This is book three of the I Love Candy series, featuring a feisty female lead. Candy is spontaneous, impulsive and reckless, which makes this book inappropriate for under 18’s. She gives as good as she gets, causing chaos and leaves you wondering who is bullying who! Expect excessive amounts of steam, violence and cursing throughout. This book concludes the RH trilogy with a HEA! Finally!