Fox: Hel's Ink: Extended, Book 1

He walks into her tattoo shop like he owns it — because men like Fox always assume they do.

Petra has built Hel's Ink from nothing, needle by needle, reputation by reputation. The last thing she needs is a cocky, leather-jacketed problem with a jaw that could cut glass and eyes that see straight through every wall she's spent years constructing. Fox isn't just infuriating — he's dangerous in the specific way that makes her hands unsteady when she should be steadiest.

Fox came to Hel's Ink for one reason: business. He leaves with something he didn't plan on — a woman who refuses to flinch at him, who trades barb for barb, who brands him with ink and somehow gets under his skin in the process.

Their hatred is loud. Their chemistry is louder.

Every appointment is a battle. Every stolen glance is a war neither of them is winning. Fox tells himself he doesn't do complicated. Petra swore off men who carry secrets like weapons. But the space between an enemy and something terrifyingly more is smaller than either of them expected — and shrinking fast.

When the walls finally crack, what spills out isn't anger.

It's everything.

*Fox* is the first book in the Hel's Ink series — a slow-burn, sharp-tongued romance that proves the line between hatred and hunger is drawn in disappearing ink.