Robin Lovett was a professional opera singer until she grew tired of playing dying heroines and took up writing happily-ever-afters instead.
Robin enjoys writing dark romance books--full of thrills and ultra-hot sex. It helps her avoid the more unsavory things in life, like day jobs, housework, and personal demons. To feed her coffee and chocolate addictions, she can frequently be found overdosing on mochas. When not writing with her cat, she’s busy embracing untamable curly hair and adventuring in the outdoors with her husband.
You can check out her weekly posts for #RWChat, a Twitter chat for romance writers every Sunday evening, and her monthly writing columns on DIY MFA. She can be happily reached on Twitter, Facebook, and Instagram @LovettRomance.
Nemona can’t believe she’s crash landed on the planet Fyrian with the brooding, golden-skinned alien who destroyed her ship and scattered her crew. She should want to kill him. But everything on Fyrian is an aphrodisiac. So she just wants to have him. Now.
Revenge. That’s all commander Oten has wanted against humans for more than a century, ever since they tried to destroy his kind. He never thought he’d end up in bed with one. But the desire the sex planet stokes for this human female is eating him alive. Keeping his hands, his mouth, and his vampiric fangs to himself proves impossible—especially when she’s begging him to touch her.
Nemona has no idea what endless sex with a Ssedez will do to her. But Oten knows all too well. They need to get off this planet. Before their coupling stirs an alien mating bond that neither of their hearts can withstand.
Some men aren’t meant to be found. They weren’t made to get close to. Their homes are off-limits. Touching them is forbidden. Because breaking into the fortress of a man like that can obliterate him.
I always hunt the truth. Ever since my sister disappeared years ago, my insatiable need for answers is never satisfied. It’s what I want most of all. More than men. More than sex. Being a journalist is the only thing that’s been able to get me though each day. To help me survive.
Finding Chase Vandershall will be my biggest challenge yet. They say he’s unreachable. That a man who goes that high up into the mountains doesn’t want to be found. But the hard part isn’t getting to him. It’s making sure I stay sane. Stay away from the power of his eyes and the strength in his hands. Remember who I am and what I came for…even as my desire for my captor swallows me whole.
I want this Layla woman gone.
Only a desperate person would seek me out. And only a person with a death wish would actually make it. But this woman—this smoldering, sexy as hell woman—is unlike anyone I’ve ever met, even before I holed myself up on top of this cold, lonely mountain.
She’s learning things about me I don’t want her to know. Things that if the rest of society knew, would put me in prison and leave me there to rot. And even though she’s forced her way into my solitary fortress, I can’t let her expose me. Can’t let her tell the world the dark details of my past she’s uncovered.
But the longer I keep her here, the more I don’t want to let her go. And the more I don’t want to let her go, the more she destroys me.
The plan was to ruin a man’s life. Not seduce the man’s daughter. But sometimes, the unlikeliest of people becomes the target. And sometimes revenge can make a man vulnerable in ways he didn’t know existed…
I’m bored. Tired of my meaningless life. The garden parties, the white sundresses, and politely saying “no” to the sliver of cake—it’s the life my mother and father wanted for me, worked tirelessly for me to have. And the monotony makes me reckless.
But when I go to Blake Vandershall’s party, his dark, menacing eyes and his hard, unyielding stare make me want things that have never been offered to me before. He’s the type who would ravish you in your father’s law office. The kind who would lie without blinking an eye in order to get what he wants.
And the repressed bad girl in me wants to give him what he needs.
Daisy Nowell is nothing to me.
I don’t care that underneath that blue-blood lifestyle, she’s burning to be unleashed. My victim is her father—the one man who had the chance to save my mother from a brutal fate. The coward did nothing, and it’s my turn to make his life a living hell.
He’s about to lose his precious daughter to me, a man whose sole mission is to destroy him. I’ll do anything, say anything, in order to tear this woman from her safe life as I hurtle down my path towards destruction. But I didn’t count on her seeing through me. I didn’t count on her tapping into my weaknesses, pushing my dark heart in ways I don’t want. Ways I hate.
I need to find a way to exact my vengeance and leave this all behind. Before this woman ruins me for good.
"Stranger by Robin Lovett is a dark and intriguing story about the lengths one will go to find love. A page turner from the very beginning, this story makes you question, in the best of ways, what a romance is. A five star read!" - USA Today bestselling author Jenika Snow on Stranger
“Wowza! I just couldn’t put this down." - The Jeep Diva on Stranger
"Stranger quite boldly goes where many romances don’t go...about the blurred boundaries between depravity, pleasure and despair, and how freedom...can be found in the most unexpected places." - Unstuck Pages on Stranger
This is a series of standalones by Robin Lovett that can be read separately or in this order:
Book 1: Stranger, a dark stalker romance
Book 2: Deceiver, a dark revenge romance
Book 3: Keeper, a dark captive romance (coming 8/15)
Warning: Stranger by Robin Lovett is a scorching, intense romance novel featuring an anti-hero out to get revenge against the trust-fund woman whose family destroyed his life.
This isn’t supposed to be a love story. This is not the kind of book where a girl gets swept off her feet. Where the hero is her knight in shining armor. This is a novel about ruining someone’s life. But even the simplest plans for revenge can go wrong.
I like the way he watches me, this man I don’t know. It’s something I’ll never confess to, never tell a soul. But with one look of those penetrating eyes, I feel as if he’s unwrapped me, turned me inside out, rubbed away at my trust-fund-holding, good-girl exterior until I’m raw and exposed.
He looks like he wants to destroy me. Like he wants to obliterate me and my shallow, perfect life until there’s nothing left.
And once I meet Logan, the crazy part is, I want him to.
I hate Penny Vandershall.
I hate her money and her family and her privilege. I hate her innocence and her smile and her shine. I want to annihilate her lightness and consume her with my darkness, my anger, my red-hot rage until there is nothing left of her.
I know the truth about her, the truth that will make it easy to bring her down. To ruin her for good. But through the blinding haze of my hatred, my burning need for revenge, she's starting to get to me. She looks at me in wide-eyed fear, like a girl approaching the tiger’s cage. And yet she refuses to walk away; edging closer until she can meet the beast who wants to rip her apart.
And even though I set out to ruin her, she may be the one to destroy me.