Eva Ashwood

I was the girl no one looked at twice. Until they saw me. My whole life, no one has had my back. My parents are dead, my adoptive mother is a drug addict, and the mean girls on campus mock me for my scars.

Some people wear their heart on their sleeve. I wear vengeance like a suit of armor. I’ve got a list with six names on it. Six people who wronged me, who hurt me, who took everything from me. Six people who turned me into the monster I am now. And I’ve crossed off every name but one....

After my fiancé dumps me because “chubby girls aren’t wife material,” Beckett, Tristan, and Ryder insist on joining me for the drive back to my hometown.

In Fairview Heights, there’s one rule everyone knows. Don’t cross the Black Rose gang. Not if you want to live. My father broke that rule. Now he owes the notorious Black Roses a favor, and to make sure he pays up, they’re taking me as collateral....

My whole life, I’ve been groomed as American royalty, raised to be the perfect daughter of the wealthy elite. On my 16th birthday, my father bought me an Aston Martin. And on my 17th birthday, the Feds took everything away....

My father was once a powerful player in the Chicago underground, but six years ago, he left that life behind. The ghosts of the past never forgot him, though. Dad promised me we were safe, but I should’ve known that was just another one of his lies....

How can the four men who stole me from my life be the same men who saved my life? And in the aftermath of that terrible night, where do we go from here? I don’t know what to believe anymore. I don’t know who to trust....

My whole life, I’ve been groomed as American royalty, raised to be the perfect daughter of the wealthy elite. On my sixteenth birthday, my father bought me an Aston Martin. And on my seventeenth birthday, the Feds took everything away....

In Fairview Heights, there’s one rule everyone knows: Don’t cross the Black Rose gang. Not if you want to live. My father broke that rule. Now, he owes the notorious Black Roses a favor, and to make sure he pays up, they’re taking me as collateral....

There are secrets buried inside of me. From scars I don't remember getting to memories that creep at the edges of my mind, I know there are answers just out of my reach. I'm missing something. Something important....

Queen of Anarchy is the heart-pounding second installment in the Dirty Broken Savages series....

My whole life, no one has had my back. My parents are dead, my adoptive mother is a drug addict, and the mean girls on campus mock me for my scars. So when I end up desperate for money and out of options, I agree to sell the one thing I have left: my innocence....

The Princes of Carnage were my enemies once. But from the ashes of the lies and betrayal between us, something else grew. Something that has roots so deep they go all the way down to my soul.

Ripped away from the Voronin brothers and forced into the hands of my enemies, I’ll have to face the monsters I’ve been running from. But even in the depths of darkness, one truth remains the same: my men will always come for me. They will always protect me. Or die trying....

I’ve got a list with six names on it. Six people who wronged me, who hurt me, who took everything from me. Six people who turned me into the monster I am now....

They were my bullies once. Three boys I hated more than anything. They made my life hell for a year - until I escaped their cruelty when my dad's job moved us away. I've never forgotten them, though. Never forgotten what they did. And I know they haven't forgotten me....

He took her from me. So I’m going to take everything from him. With the Kings of Chaos by my side, I’m going to dismantle his life piece by piece. He’s powerful, but we’ll be stronger. And when all of this is over, he’ll be dead, and we’ll be dancing on his ashes....

After spending years feeling like I never fit in anywhere, I thought I had found a place where I might truly belong. With the Voronin brothers. By their sides. In their beds. A part of their lives. But none of it was real....

“What’s yours is mine…” Those are the words I spit like poison at Nico, Killian, and Atlas as we stood in front of their burning clubhouse. They’re the same words he said to me after Silas dropped the bombshell none of us saw coming: that I’m valuable somehow.

I never wanted to come here. The scholarship to Hawthorne University is my ticket to a better life, but I don’t fit in with these rich, privileged students. I’m the daughter of a drug addict. A girl with a half-remembered past....