“Stop pretending everything you hate isn’t everything you want.”

Iron Crowne, an all-new white-hot, enemies to lovers standalone from New York Times bestselling author CD Reiss, is coming November 15th and we have the gorgeous cover!

Byron Crowne is a charming liar and a gorgeous monster.

I detest him.

I can't resist him.

He’s awakened desires I didn’t know I had.

When he touches me, I need to fight him . . . and I need him to win.

Our one night stand bruises my skin and leaves dents in the walls, but the sheets aren't the only thing we shred that night.

And suddenly, the stakes are higher than ever.

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Olivia Monroe lights a fire in me that died a long time ago.

I’m a different man when I’m with her. I need to own her, take her, mark her as mine.

Everything changes when she might be pregnant and for the first time in my life . . . I’m powerless against this stubborn, untamable woman.

She’s the one in control and I have an impossible job:

Prove I’m worthy to be a father.

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SNEAK PEEK

“I think,” he said. “Down deep, where your hunger meets your heart, you want to be dominated. You want to submit your pleasure to me. So. Show me.”

The flash of sensation tingled between my thighs with such power my eyelids fluttered. His voice was a sparking fuse that ended between my legs.

“I hate you,” I whispered.

“I know.”

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About CD Reiss

CD Reiss is a New York Times bestseller. She still has to chop wood and carry water, which was buried in the fine print. Her lawyer is working it out with God but in the meantime, if you call and she doesn't pick up she's at the well hauling buckets.

Born in New York City, she moved to Hollywood, California to get her master's degree in screenwriting from USC. In case you want to know, that went nowhere but it did give her a big enough ego to write novels.

She's frequently referred to as the Shakespeare of Smut which is flattering but hasn't ever gotten her out of chopping that cord of wood.

If you meet her in person, you should call her Christine.