Dee's Alter Ego
From I'm sage, and hood, and wish a motherf*cker would,
to sugar, spice, and everything nice.
While Dee loves writing those dark, gritty, emotional, angsty reads, she also enjoys writing the lighter, smuttier stuff, too. Remi Darling is her outlet to do so. If you're a contemporary romance fan with easy, breezy plots, possessive Alpha males, sassy heroines, and scorching hot smut sprinkled all throughout the story, Remi Darling books are definitely right up your alley!
Fun fact: Remi was originally supposed to debut with something else: an all new series of complete standalones that came to me during the Spring. I was about half way through book one when Brat Mode Activated released under Dee Garcia with the Love, Not War Anthology, but after the response I got to that little 10k piece and the demand for more (we hit 109 on the expansion interest form) I knew I had to make the expansion happen. Given all things contemporary romance will be under Remi, I decided moving Daddy Grayson and Lyric under her name would make the most sense.
Three words: Pink. Sparkly. Bikini.
That’s how this depraved obsession started.
I’d never once looked at Lyric as anything other than my wife’s daughter. The deepest my attention and affections ran were that of any fatherly figure. But those neglected baser needs took one look too long, and my fate was sealed—especially after the “accidental” nude debacle.
I figure ignoring her and staying as far away as possible will get my point across; we can’t happen
and I can’t be attracted to her.
It’s immoral, forbidden, wrong on so many levels.
She’s a brat, though, and goddamn does she know how to play the game.
Knows how to work her way under my skin, how to push my buttons, how to taunt and
tempt me toward the point of no return.
How to break me.
And eventually, it works. I snap, we collide—the perfect combination of heaven and hell.
What never should have happened quickly spirals into tabloid-gold material, a scandal waiting to happen. We’re playing one hell of a dangerous game, treading lines that could ruin us if her
A-list celebrity mother uncovers our little secret.
The one thing working in our favor is we’re not the only ones hiding the truth within the shadows.
Lyric Taylor will be mine—mark my words.
Even if I have to burn our lives to the ground to keep her.