Greyson Fox by TL Travis

Greyson Fox, the man, the myth, the legend. The highly sought after, self-proclaimed permanent bachelor. Or so the rumor mill goes. Sure, I’ve heard it all – but the one that stung the most was being called a heartless bastard. Love ‘em and leave ‘em, that one in particular I found to be the most humorous since only one man had ever shared my bed more than once, and he’d long since passed away.

I wasn’t the heartless bastard they all proclaimed me to be, but life had a way of kicking me in the teeth…Repeatedly, so I shut my heart off.

For years I thrived, building my empire and living by my own rules. Until one day, the walls came crashing down around me.

Potential trigger warning:
This book contains brief descriptions of human sex trafficking, as well as two mentions of sexual abuse, including a brief description of oral abuse and an attempted sexual assault. There is some physical abuse by the syndicates hands and a drug overdose so if those are trigger points this may not be the book for you.

SKU: B07H4V468X Categories: Erotica, Multicultural & Interracial Tags: coming of age, dark, Erotic, m/m, may december, romance, urban

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About the author:

TL Travis is the published author of a plethora of Erotic Romance musings that have earned her a “Best Seller” status in the US as well as Internationally.

In her spare time, when she’s not weaving her erotic webs, she enjoys all the magnificent glory the Pacific Northwest has to offer.

She’s rescued 4-legged souls in need for as long as she can remember, and wants to remind you to “Adopt, not shop.” Saving that life may very well save yours in return.

What inspired you to write your book?

Silver foxes!

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Greyson Fox, the man, the myth, the legend. The highly sought after, self-proclaimed permanent bachelor. Or so the rumor mill goes. Sure, I’ve heard it all – but the one that stings the most is being called a heartless bastard. Love ‘em and leave ‘em, that one in particular I find to be the most humorous since only one man has ever shared my bed more than once, and he’s long since passed away. The ice man, Mr. Freeze, that one is twofold. One part is my so-called cold heart they love to speak of, but the second half of that is due to my physique and being compared to Arnold Schwarzenegger’s Mr. Freeze character from the Batman and Robin movie. I am nowhere near his size, but as the rumors have grown, so has my mythical muscles. It’s all bullshit to say the least, but you don’t climb your way to the top by being a bleeding heart.

Cocky? You’re damn right I am. But I’ve gone through hell and back to achieve that status and have more than earned the right to claim that prestigious title.

Everyone wants me.

Some I’ve even fucked.

I have two rules I live by. Rule number one, no repeats. Rule number two, never sleep with someone who works for me. One who works with me, well that’s a whole different ball game. There are more closeted construction workers than you can shake a finger at. They’re a dime a dozen and when I’m on the road visiting the different sites I own, I’ve never gone without. But if someone is on my payroll they are strictly off limits. Which is never an issue for me. Patrons in the club, always looking for a one and done hook up are easy to come by and the creators of the aforementioned rumors. I have a private room at every location for just such purposes.