Tyrannosaurus Wrecks (Mid NFW Mayhem Book 7)
Book Details
Author(s)Jeanie Johnson, Jayha Leigh
PublisherBeautiful Trouble Publishing
ISBN / ASINB006OOB8LQ
ISBN-13978B006OOB8L8
Sales Rank663,168
MarketplaceUnited States 🇺🇸
Description
NB: This book was previously released under the title: Tyrannosaurus Sex. There is just a new cover along with a fresh edit.
CEO of Saurus Semiconductor, Quip Saurus had dragon and dinosaur blood, billions of dollars, three doctorate degrees, a horrible attitude, and Intrigue Constantine as an intern. She’d tried desperately to remedy that situation. However, he simply couldn’t allow her to resign being no one else amused him the way Intrigue did. Something about the way she cussed him out with their eyes and called him a crotchety old bastard under her breath just got to him.
And if he was right, it’d get to his nephew too. Raptor Állos was described as “an a*shole, mother*cker, son-of-a-b*tch, b*stard, sh*thead, prick squared…to the infinite power…every, single day.” And that was by his friends. Quip didn’t mind his nephew’s attitude; in fact, he encouraged it. What he did mind was his nephew’s gloating about beating him in poker. That was not only unacceptable; that required immediate revenge. Raptor might’ve beat him in poker but Quip had one trump card up his sleeve: Intrigue.
Despite being an Alpha Predator of royal bloodlines, Raptor wasn’t ready for the badass woman who was his equal in every way. She stoked his need and his predator instinct in equal proportions. Whatever else he did in life, he needed her there with him. But first, he had to get her to acknowledge that he existed…and then he had to relieve her of her cache of weapons. He could do that…right?
CEO of Saurus Semiconductor, Quip Saurus had dragon and dinosaur blood, billions of dollars, three doctorate degrees, a horrible attitude, and Intrigue Constantine as an intern. She’d tried desperately to remedy that situation. However, he simply couldn’t allow her to resign being no one else amused him the way Intrigue did. Something about the way she cussed him out with their eyes and called him a crotchety old bastard under her breath just got to him.
And if he was right, it’d get to his nephew too. Raptor Állos was described as “an a*shole, mother*cker, son-of-a-b*tch, b*stard, sh*thead, prick squared…to the infinite power…every, single day.” And that was by his friends. Quip didn’t mind his nephew’s attitude; in fact, he encouraged it. What he did mind was his nephew’s gloating about beating him in poker. That was not only unacceptable; that required immediate revenge. Raptor might’ve beat him in poker but Quip had one trump card up his sleeve: Intrigue.
Despite being an Alpha Predator of royal bloodlines, Raptor wasn’t ready for the badass woman who was his equal in every way. She stoked his need and his predator instinct in equal proportions. Whatever else he did in life, he needed her there with him. But first, he had to get her to acknowledge that he existed…and then he had to relieve her of her cache of weapons. He could do that…right?







