Debt

Kyla Hensley doesn't do love. Burned by betrayal and haunted by a controlling ex, the college senior craves only the electric rush of first kisses and fleeting nights, no strings attached.

On a wild summer road trip through Texas bars, she's all sharp edges and guarded hearts—until a bar brawl introduces her to Logan Graves, a chiseled British fighter with piercing blue eyes and a past as scarred as her own.

Logan's life is a battlefield. Raised in London's slums, he's fought for everything—his sister's future, his survival, and redemption from a family torn apart by drugs and violence. Now, bound to illegal cage matches to pay his sister's college tuition, Logan's fists are his currency. When Kyla steps into his world, her fire ignites something he thought was long buried.

From dusty Texas dives to the brutal cage of a Brooklyn warehouse, their journey is a high-octane clash of desire and danger.

Kyla's walls crumble under Logan's quiet strength, while he risks everything—his body, his freedom—for a shot at a life beyond the fight.

With a sadistic rival gunning for his blood and a powerful promoter pulling strings, can they outrun their demons to build something real?

Debt is a pulse-pounding tale of grit, redemption, and reckless love. Perfect for fans of intense, steamy romance with a knockout happily-ever-after.

The Debt Collector

I pay my debts, and I expect others to.

I was raised in the slums of London, I knew nothing of privilege. My father was murdered when I was seventeen. Morty figured my father's passing meant I would automatically take on dad's debts. I refused.

And I paid for that refusal.

So did my sister.

So now I fight. All I know how to do is fight. The best cash is in the states, so that's where I am now. A big fish called Vito came along offering me a "favor" when I arrived.

Another debt.

I paid for that one too.

I knew Kyla Hensley would be trouble when I met her. But I wanted her. I could see through the falsehood of her wannabe-slutty clothes and her sexy legs. So I chased her.

Besides, trouble is my middle name.

Kyla Hensley

I was brought up in privilege, but I lacked everything else. My father is a business tycoon who buys and sells and doesn't care who gets rolled over in the process.

I never knew my mother, and all I have of her is a photo with a note scrawled on the back in French saying "I'm sorry." The only Female Figure I had growing up is my dad's wife who is a bleach blond with seven boob jobs. We never bonded.

I drink. I party. I meet guys.

But I wasn't always like that.

I've had a string of lovers in the last few years, the worst and most recent of which was Vince Somerset. My best friend Vera was dating a guy called Rory Cansoom who is the opposite of Vince in so many way, and yet so the same.

She and I hit the road for the summer, getting away from the two college psychos and just trying to have some fun.

But there's a funny thing about trouble, the more you run from it, the more it finds you.