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Title: Fraud

Series: Antihero Inferno (Book Two)

Release Date: June 24, 2020

Eighth Circle.
Fraud.
Also known as Gabriel Dane.


He is a ray of sunshine that warms your heart with kind eyes and a dazzling smile.

Don’t let him fool you with that silver tongue or lure you in with a body that draws every woman’s eye. This man is fluent in deception and a devil who only offers pretty lies. 

Gabriel is my old nemesis.
I'm the girl that always fought back.
He has every reason to hate me as much as I hate him.

Now that he found me, he’s determined to make me pay for our past.

Except, there are two small details Gabriel doesn’t know that will be his ultimate downfall:

There are no rules when it comes to our war.
And I've learned to lie just as good as him.

***Each novel in the series depicts a unique romance, but the plots through each book connect in one world. For the best experience, read the series in order.

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I’m going to start this story with a warning.

You all deserve it.

Every woman does.

We have to look out for each other when it comes to men, and I’m doing you all a huge favor by telling you this.

Jerome Gabriel Dane, IV is a two-faced liar.

Oh, sure, he’ll walk up to you with his peacock strut, his tail so high and wide that you are mesmerized by all his pretty colors. But I can promise you, that behind his charming smile and those bright green eyes, there’s a man who plans to wreck your world without one ounce of guilt for doing it.

I should know.

He’s wrecked mine more than once.

It’s okay, though.

I’ve wrecked his back.

The sad truth is I have no idea why all of this started.

He’s hated me since the day we met.

What I do know is that he’s locked me in his sights again with a promise to destroy me. Maybe it’s my fault he’s out for blood this time.

Maybe not.

I like to think we’re both to blame. But that’s because I’m fair. Not Gabriel.

He’s just a monster disguised in gorgeous wrappings.

A man that wouldn’t know the truth if it slapped him in the face. Don’t believe anything he tells you. About me or anybody else. And whatever you do, don’t fall for him. I’m telling you now, you’ll live to regret it.

If you do fall - if you believe his pretty lies - don’t come back to me looking for a shoulder to cry on.

I told you the truth.

I warned you.

It’s not my fault if you choose not to listen.