A biker princess. A broken billionaire. Will his sins come back to haunt them? Sammi The darling little sister of the Demon Squad MC, Sammi loved everything about growing up in the club, including her infuriating older brother, Puck. She'd do anything for Puck. After he gets arrested, she marches into the courtroom to give him a piece of her mind and marches out with the prosecutor's full attention. Stanton Recently clean and sober, prosecutor Stanton Prescott is focused on two things: working his caseload and making his very un private life, well…private. But when a sassy woman interrupts one of his cases to give the defendant a dressing down, she’s a temptation he can’t resist. Stanton tracks Sammi down and makes her a proposal – be her sugar daddy in exchange for a taste of her luscious body. After a month in rehab, Stanton’s active imagination is dying to be set loose. He counts on her to agree in exchange for getting Puck out of prison. What he doesn’t expect is for Sammi to see past his sophisticated mask. She not only sees him, but revels in the demanding beast within. Together, the pair battle angry exes, suspicious bikers, and other shadowy figures. Will their unlikely love survive the sins of Stanton's past? Content Notes: Stanton’s Sins can be read as a standalone novel. It's the fourth book in my Steamy Biker Romance series. Stanton is an over-the-top, possessive anti-hero. He is a villain in a prior book. This is his redemption arc. Please do not read if such material offends. SlamDunksDeliciousReads, BookBub: Wow! I know I've mentioned before how much I love an Alpha Bossy hot man but this series by Monique Moreau just dishes up all that extra Alpha Hotness in spades. I wasn't sure what to expect with this book, so I went in with an open mind and the author blew it away. I absolutely loved Stanton and Sammi. Their connection was off the charts, and I loved how open and beautiful Sammie was. Stanton didn't stand a chance. The spice factor in this book was outstanding and even left me a bit hot under the collar at times. Growing up in New York City, I used to walk the hot pavements in the melting heat of the long summers, and dream. Uptown to downtown, eastside to the westside, and underground to catch a subway racing out into the boroughs.During my wanderings, my magic pencil spun out fantasies full of romance, with first meetings, heartbreaks, and reunions. Sometimes my boy crush (unrequited, of course) starred as the hero.I grew up, and after a stint in art school, became a lawyer 'cuz a woman's got to make a living. I came from parents who fled to France as refugees, and as an attorney, I dedicated my work to helping survivors of trauma and persecution.I believe in them. In their grit, in their determination to hold on, to pull through and, somehow, someway, to keep themselves intact, body and soul.Perhaps that is why I am drawn to writing stories of men and women who live through heart-rending pain, desperate yearnings and, ultimately, reach a place of redemption.For a long time, I fought the urge to veer off the expected, safe path until I couldn't go on unless I took a chance and made a change. I began to write, stopped, and began again. Finally, I gave in and here I am.Come join me on my journey...