💋 THE CHARM OF SAGE VALENTINE 💋

Some women walk into a room and you hear them before you see them. Sage Valentine wasn’t one of those women. No, Sage slipped in like a warm breeze through an open window — soft, slow, and carrying the scent of something you couldn’t quite name but wanted more than you should.

Her beauty wasn’t the kind that slapped you in the face — it was the kind that leaned in close, brushed your ear, and whispered you into trouble. Smooth honey skin, smokey hazel eyes, and a voice that dripped like molasses. She grew up perfecting the art of looking harmless while slipping your silver right out from under your nose.

Sage met Cody Laine on a night when the desert air felt like silk and the poker stakes were higher than the moon.

Cody saw her skill and her nerve and knew she belonged with The Bad Girls.

Sage didn’t need convincing. Riding with Cody and her crew meant freedom — and Sage had always been a woman who preferred to write her own rules.

On the trail, Sage was the honey to Ruby’s heat. Sage Valentine wasn’t just made to misbehave. She was made to make you misbehave — and enjoy every minute of it.