Amelia Paint smudges and secret grudges. Despite the occasional ball gown and glass of champagne, my life is anything but glitz and glamor. I’m the daughter of The Southern Black Widow. A girl so full of darkness that it bleeds from my very fingers onto high-priced canvas. But what is darkness but the absence of light? Insert Merrick Stratford—my light. His cold demeanor doesn’t fool me. Every time my eyes find his, they’re already on me. They’re always on me. But he’s my stepbrother, and propriety dictates that he’s off limits.…or is he? Merrick Flashy cars and hidden scars. To the upper crust of Charleston society, I’m a sought-after bachelor. An entrepreneur and philanthropist. But behind closed doors… I’m a thief. The son of a con man and singularly focused on obtaining the one thing I can’t steal. Amelia Carrow. Her demons are mine to slay. Hell, I’ve been doing it since we were teenagers. But I’m no white knight. I’m simply biding my time—doing the necessary recon to pull off the greatest heist I’ve ever attempted. What’s that saying? If you want something badly enough, you have to reach out and take it? …well, I’m taking it. Author's Note : The Thief and the Painter is Book 1 in the Thick As Thieves Series. This book and all the books in this series are recommended for readers 18+. They contain graphic spicy scenes and topics that may be triggering for some readers. Please see the Trigger Warnings pages at the beginning of the eBook, Paperback, and Hardcover. Should the book be adapted to audio, the Trigger Warning list will be read at the beginning of the audiobook.

Deacon Revenge schemes and computer screens. For as long as I can remember, I’ve wanted two things. To watch my father’s world crumble around him … and the Oppenheimer Blue. The world’s largest blue diamond. I’m a man of many faces, each one a mask. I’ve worn them for so long that I’m not even sure what the real me looks like anymore. To my clients, I’m the best fence on the East Coast. To my targets, I’m a faceless hacker behind a computer screen. To my friends, I’m a practical joker with a sarcastic sense of humor. In actuality, I’m all … and none of these things. I’m the bastard son of a crooked senator, and I’m about to show my true face. The face of retribution. Siren A life twice taken and souls forsaken. I’ve always been the life of the party. As a concert violinist, wherever I go, music and fun follow. But so do demons. My first love seemed like a fairy tale but turned out to be a nightmare. Tortured and tormented for years, I barely made it out alive. He didn’t. Or so I thought. Now he’s back to claim the one possession that he feels was stolen from him. Me. But I’m not the same young, naive girl I was before. My song isn’t quite finished yet, and I’m about to play one hell of a crescendo.

Alexi Broken souls and death tolls. I’m a good man that does bad things, though that wasn’t always the case. I was once destined to rule from a throne built on lies and dead men. Then, I lost the only beautiful thing in my blood-soaked world. I’ve been searching for her ever since. My muzkal’naya shkatulka devushka. My music box girl. Now, I think I’ve found her halfway across the world. But I may not be the only one looking. Soon, she’ll dance for me and only me. Soon, all our transgressions will spring out into the open. Sanity is a luxury for people who have never tasted desperation, and God help us both when the world stops spinning. Klara Swirling grey and debts to pay. It’s been so long since I simply stood still. As a girl, I danced for the Devil. As a woman, I run from my Savior. Once upon a time, I told a lie that cost me everything. Now, the fallout of that lie is my everything. The box holding my sins is nearly full to bursting. The breath of the past slides across the back of my neck with a familiar husky growl. I’m not sure which I’m more afraid of; a lifetime in motion … or getting caught.

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