Three rock gods. One accidental Vegas marriage. Zero chance I make it out with my heart intact.
New Year’s Eve in Sin City was supposed to be fun. Champagne, music, maybe a little bad decision-making. But waking up in a luxury suite—naked—with three of rock’s biggest heartbreakers wasn’t part of the plan.
Conal Curran, the wickedly charismatic frontman of the Black Pythons, is beside me, a sinfully sexy smirk on his lips… and a gold band on his finger that matches mine. His equally irresistible brothers, Rafe and Bron, are on my other side, looking every bit the devastating rock icons they...
Three rock gods. One accidental Vegas marriage. Zero chance I make it out with my heart intact.
New Year’s Eve in Sin City was supposed to be fun. Champagne, music, maybe a little bad decision-making. But waking up in a luxury suite—naked—with three of rock’s biggest heartbreakers wasn’t part of the plan.
Conal Curran, the wickedly charismatic frontman of the Black Pythons, is beside me, a sinfully sexy smirk on his lips… and a gold band on his finger that matches mine. His equally irresistible brothers, Rafe and Bron, are on my other side, looking every bit the devastating rock icons they are.
Known for their scores of platinum records and insatiable carnal appetites, the only thing bigger than the arenas they play is the size of their … “instruments.”
Apparently, I didn’t just party hard—I married the most notorious trio in the music industry.
The smart thing would be to get a quick annulment. Conal is a legendary womanizer, Rafe’s fingers are known for more than just shredding guitar solos, and Bron plays his drums like he does his women—fast, hard, and with no regrets.
They’re the ultimate temptation, but I’m no groupie. I’ve never even been with a man.
And yet … when I offer Conal an easy dissolution of our so-called marriage so he can continue nailing his hordes of eager fans, he refuses to let me go. And his brothers? They don’t believe in taking turns.
Rafe plays me like his favorite guitar, teasing and tormenting, making me scream and beg for more.
Bron is pure, unrelenting rhythm, dominating his drums like the world is ending—and me like it’s just beginning.
And Conal? He might be the most dangerous of them all—because beneath the rock-star swagger and panty-melting charm, he makes me feel something real.
Just when I start to believe this wild, reckless, impossible love story might actually work… I uncover the truth about why they put a ring on my finger.
Three rock legends are determined to make me theirs.
Now, I have to decide if I’m willing to bet my heart on the most dangerous gamble of all.
