I needed to leave, it was my last chance to get away from my foster family before it was too late. So I grabbed as much cash as I could find and headed as far away as I could get. Ending up in Ridge Valley, I plan on getting a job as quickly as I can. Only problem is that I didn’t have any more money for a motel. Over hearing some of the locals mention how the ranch on the edge of town is still closed for the season. I decide my best option is to break into one of the cabins and crash there until I can make enough cash to get my own place. What I didn’t expect was a six foot four ripped tattooed cowboy to find me. Marshall is an older, dark, and broody asshole, but I can’t seem to get him out of my mind. I know he wants me too, but getting him to admit it is another story. Marshall One call from my sister and my night out is ruined when I find a squatter in one of my family’s cabins Thankfully it isn’t some homeless creep. Instead standing there threatening me is a sassy, outspoken, and sexy as hell woman The ranch’s peak season is just around the corner and I can’t have distractions. Especially ones who look like her. I see the way she looks at me, as tempting as she may be. I don't do long-term and a girl like her deserves better. But then her past comes knocking on my front door, and I’ve never been one to walk away from a fight Marshal is book one in a series but can be read as a standalone. Although for overall enjoyment we suggest reading them all. Our MMC is possessive and controlling.

Wild Thorn Ranch was supposed to be my honeymoon; my time to relax and forget about my big city life and the man I was arranged to marry. That all changed when I found out my so-called husband was cheating on me. No real loss, seeing how I’m only married to him out of obligation, not love. This is the out I’ve been wanting and after sending him away with the promise of divorce, I let the sexy twin cowboys convince me to stay and enjoy my two weeks at the ranch. I wasn’t prepared for how much I’d enjoy their company and how fast I’d fall for them. This isn’t the life I’m used to, but I find myself craving it badly. Unfortunately, all good things come to an end because of course my ex wasn’t going to make it easy on me. I should have known I was fooling myself, that life was too good, the sex was too incredible. He’s the reminder that me and the twins come from completely different worlds. Theirs is full of honest, hardworking good people and mine with rich, greedy snakes. I’m stuck with the choice, am I willing to risk it all for the sexy twins I’ve only known for a few short weeks? They’ve opened my eyes, made me feel for the first time. With them, I’m free. It’s money or love. I can’t have both.