Flor de Muertos Series

The son of the most dangerous Kingpin in Mexico. The heir to the throne. The man that individuals fear the most, next to my father. According to my father, those are things that I should be proud of. I should be proud of my heritage and wear it on my back with honor. I’ll honor my heritage, but I will not honor the path that is set out for me. The life that my father lives is not for me. I will do anything in my power to walk away from that life, and that apparently includes getting married in Vegas after a night of drinking.

She was a Cartel Princess. I was a soldier. A helping hand. A life that didn’t matter. None of that stopped me from falling in love with her the first time I laid eyes on her. This Cartel Princess was everything to me. And I was able to show her, but only in secret.

I had one job and one job only. Bring down the most notorious drug lord known to man. Dead or alive, that was it. As I worked the case more and more, the lines started getting blurred. I made enemies where I wasn’t supposed to and friends in places that would get me killed. Then I met her, at a bar in Brooklyn of all places. She became the one thing in my life that was a constant, the one thing that made the dark hole I was in, as bright as could be.