Cartwright Brothers Series by Lilliana Anderson

‘Some husbands bought their wives flowers, others bought jewellery. Mine? He returned the things he stole.’I should have known better. Hot guys didn’t hit on big girls without an agenda. They didn’t approach them in bars and talk their way into your bed. They also didn’t make you feel beautiful and proud of your curves. But I was going through a dry spell—actually, I’d kind of been going through a dry spell all my life—and dry spells sucked. Of course I slept with him.I was such a fool... more‘Some husbands bought their wives flowers, others bought jewellery. Mine? He returned the things he stole.’I should have known better. Hot guys didn’t hit on big girls without an agenda. They didn’t approach them in bars and talk their way into your bed. They also didn’t make you feel beautiful and proud of your curves. But I was going through a dry spell—actually, I’d kind of been going through a dry spell all my life—and dry spells sucked. Of course I slept with him.I was such a fool. I believed his lines. Fell for his easy smile; the man swept me off my feet, rocked my world, then robbed me blind. I really needed a three date rule.Angry and embarrassed, I engaged the help of my best friend to track the thief down and make him return what he took. But when I found him, he wasn’t alone....What does a girl do when she finds not one thief, but an entire family? She marries into it, of course. less

Before Sam, I was the most boring, awkward and level-headed person you've ever met. I was my best friend's side-kick, the supporting actress to another person's life. And I was OK like that. I was lonely. But I was OK. Then I met Sam. Our eyes locked and BANG my heart started beating. As my blood warmed and pumped around my body, everything changed. Before that moment, I had been as dead inside as the stiffs I applied make-up to in the mortuary... moreBefore Sam, I was the most boring, awkward and level-headed person you've ever met. I was my best friend's side-kick, the supporting actress to another person's life. And I was OK like that. I was lonely. But I was OK. Then I met Sam. Our eyes locked and BANG my heart started beating. As my blood warmed and pumped around my body, everything changed. Before that moment, I had been as dead inside as the stiffs I applied make-up to in the mortuary. Now I was alive, experiencing things for the first time, enamoured with a man I knew to be a criminal. Instead of running and remaining the good Catholic girl I was, I married him. Now I have to live with the consequences of that decision. less

My job had a very specific goal: I found people who didn’t want to be found and delivered them to whoever employed me. After that, well, I tried not to think about what happened while I spent my money on things that made me happy. Resorts, men…I lived life by the seat of my pants because I never knew where I’d be the next week, or who I’d be looking for. When the head of a lesser-known criminal family hired me to find her son, I wasn’t sure what I was walking into... moreMy job had a very specific goal: I found people who didn’t want to be found and delivered them to whoever employed me. After that, well, I tried not to think about what happened while I spent my money on things that made me happy. Resorts, men…I lived life by the seat of my pants because I never knew where I’d be the next week, or who I’d be looking for. When the head of a lesser-known criminal family hired me to find her son, I wasn’t sure what I was walking into. I had his photo, so I knew the man was hot with a capital H. But I expected the usual agitated scumbag I normally went after. Not some guy running a fishing charter and looking like he didn’t have a care in the world. I might have been curious. I might have gotten a little too close. I might have done a lot of things I shouldn’t have. Things that could get me killed this time. But hey, life wasn’t always about making the right choices. It was about making good ones. And Toby Cartwright was a great choice. less