I’ve spent eighteen months building a case against the O’Connor crime family.
Tonight, I’m buying their fixer a drink.

Finn O’Connor is everything I’m supposed to destroy. Charming. Cocky. Dangerous in a way that hides behind a grin and a leather jacket. He’s the man who makes the O’Connors’ problems disappear… and he knows I’ve been watching.

He sent coffee to my stakeout. Waved at my surveillance van. Showed up at my bar and bought me a whiskey I refused to touch.

So I changed the rules. Walked up to him. Not as Detective Elena Marino. As a woman who wants to see how far he’ll go.

He knows exactly what I’m doing.

He lets me in anyway.

Now every conversation is interrogation… and seduction. Every touch is a betrayal of the badge on my nightstand. Every kiss is evidence I should be collecting and can’t stop wanting more of.

I’m not being corrupted. I’m choosing. And that’s worse.

Because Internal Affairs is closing in. And the charming fixer who plays games with everyone has stopped smiling… and the man underneath is more dangerous than anything in my case file.

The Irish Fixer is a scorching dark Irish mafia romance featuring a cocky smuggler who hides a knife behind his grin, a detective who plays with fire and likes the burn, and a forbidden love that could destroy them both. Dual POV. Standalone with a guaranteed happily ever after. No cliffhanger.

If you love Sadie Kincaid, Natasha Knight, and L.J. Shen, you'll devour this.

Perfect for readers who love:
• Enemies to lovers with a cop and a criminal
• Cat and mouse tension that combusts
• Charming hero who drops the mask and gets deadly
• Forbidden love with impossible stakes
• “Touch her and die” possessive alphas
• Hate-to-love spice that scorches the pages
• Brooklyn underworld dripping with atmosphere
• A complete standalone HEA