Law Unto Himself by Kendra Little

A Romantic Comedy

A fun novel with a snarky heroine, bad language, some tame sex, a mystery, romance, Australians, humour, and lawyers.

Law unto himself

Criminal lawyer, Adele Harvey, is having a bad day. Her parents are separating, her younger sister moves in with her baby, the client she thought was a woman turns out to be a man, and Ben Paxton, the guy she gave the bird to in the parking lot, is prosecuting. And he never loses. 

Ben is a dozen mysteries wrapped in a sexy package. He's a billionaire yet he works as a prosecuting lawyer; he's new to the city, yet no one knows why he moved; he's hot yet he's single. Adele has her work cut out for her trying to solve his secrets and keep work separate from pleasure - not an easy task when she has to face Ben in the courtroom every day. To top it all off, it's up to her to prove her client is innocent of stealing sexually explicit artifacts. 

WARNING: This fun novel contains a snarky heroine, bad language, some tame sex, a mystery, romance, Australian spelling, humour, and lawyers. If that doesn't sound like your cup of tea, don't read LAW UNTO HIMSELF. Otherwise, strap on for a fast-paced ride that will have you seeing the legal profession differently.

Genre: FICTION / Mystery & Detective / Women Sleuths

Secondary Genre: FICTION / Romance / Romantic Comedy

Language: English

Keywords: billionaire romance, funny romance, romantic mystery, legal mystery, cozy mystery

Word Count: 82000

Sales info:

I've sold over a hundred thousand books.

Sample text:

My father wouldn’t get off the couch if the house was burning, let alone have the energy for an affair. So when my mother called and announced, "Your father is cheating on me" I did the only thing a girl could do when confronted with this information. I laughed. 

"No way. There must be some mistake," I said trying to cover up the laugh.

"It’s not a mistake. And it's not funny. I'm leaving him."

That got my attention. Through thirty-two years of mind-numbing conversations about football, cricket and TV, my mother had never once mentioned leaving my father. I often wondered how she lived with him. The most exciting thing I'd ever heard her say to him was "lift your feet" when she vacuumed near the couch. I'd always thought she was a saint for putting up with him. An annoying saint, but a saint nevertheless. 

On the other hand, Dad probably rarely spoke to Mum because he didn't want to start something he couldn't stop. Mum's social life was a saga worthy of Days of Our Lives, only the juicy stuff never happened to her. Until now.

"Whoa, slow down." I checked my watch. "Can this wait? I have to go to work. I'm starting a new trial—"

"That's just typical of you, Adele. Deserting your mother in her hour of need. And for what? A job!"

"It's a job I worked hard to get. I studied at university for years, remember?"

She sniffed but I didn't fall for her Poor Me act. "I need you right now, Adele. Your father's leaving me."

"I thought you were leaving him."

"We haven't discussed the details yet."

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