Oliver "Ollie" Truman

My purpose in life has always been to protect my little brother. And the only way to do that is to do what my dirtbag of a father says—easier said than done. My plan is to save enough money to grab our backpacks and leave these miserable days behind us. There's no harm in having a little fun in the meantime though, is there? And the growling beast who flattens his opponents with a single punch looks like a perfectly hot diversion to me.

The crowd calls him Hulk. Dark intense eyes, large hands, scarred back, huge rocky pecs, thick arms, and tree-trunk thighs. And the bulge in his pants is not a mirage, a very proportionate… appendage.

He growls, I snort. He rejects me, I stalk him. He threatens me, I kiss him. He orders me around, I… that depends, are we in or out of bed?

His broody, rough demeanor dares me to get closer, and his crude, hard words turn me on like nothing ever before. My sassy mouth has gotten me in trouble more times than I can count but he seems to have found a very delicious way to shut me up.

When I discover his protective side? His possessiveness? The secrets? The rage and destruction?

Can two broken souls find their missing pieces among the dark, bloody, jagged ones?

This is an action-packed romance with an HEA and no cliffhangers. It features an over-the-top possessive mountain of a man and a bratty, determined twunk with a sassy mouth. There's violence, blood, torture (only of very bad people), dark humor, amazing side characters, and very rough, spicy scenes. Morality's grey area is quite stretched in this story. For mature listeners.

This is book two in the Angels of Wrath series. Each book follows a different couple.