I was all of the hideous and ugly realities of the world packaged into one broken human being.He came to kill me.That was his business.Death.He ripped me out of my natural environment, the prison I'd created, and locked me away with all of his beautiful dead things.I hated him.I still hate him.But if I was given the choice and the ability to leave this cage, come back to life, I'd stay dead.In all of my hideous splendor.Because my murderer can only possess dead things.And I can only be possessed by someone more broken and ugly than me.

    Broken and damaged, Allyn seeks help from someone that fate brought her.Dr. Dominic Shriver is a psychiatrist who’s drawn to difficult cases. He must push past his own personal battles to help Allyn fight her monsters and nightmares.Is Dr. Shriver the answer to her healing?Can Allyn overcome the broken?Contains distressing content. Only suitable for 18+. Standalone.

    Both.When our contract expires, I will walk away.Because I have to.But he'll always have a piece of me.I'll mask my sorrow with a smile.I'll hide my love with indifference... all while it's killing me softly.A fairy-tale romance.It isn't mine to have.And this man I've come to love so dearly isn't my happily ever after.  Eighty-One Nights is book one of two in a duet.About Eighty-One Nights:   While the characters from Eighty-One Nights are entirely new, their storyline is a combination of fresh material and carefully selected themes, scenes, and settings from The Beauty Series, The Sin Trilogy, Dear Agony, and Indulge. This is intentional. I chose some of my favorite elements from previous releases and interjected them into Hutch and Lou's story. Let's call it a "story fusion" between our old favorites and new material.

    A junkie. A whore. I'll do anything to get my next fix.Anything.Including walking right onto the property of Austin's most ruthless and feared drug lord to beg for some H. I don't know his name, only that people call him Boss. Oh, and that he won't think twice to put a bullet in my head.But like I said, I'll do anything to get my next fix. Even if it costs me my life.Or changes it forever.

    A man-whore. Whatever the hell you want to call it, I get around. During the day, I crack heads and extort businesses. At night, I find girls to f*ck. I live to hear them moan for me, but one night is all they get. No one ever made me want more. Until her.Elena.The moment her lips wrapped around me, I was done. All day, I think about running my tongue all over those curves. Too bad those curves are off limits. She's running from a man who will kill me for touching her.Well, she's tired of running and needs my help.She thinks I'm doing it for money.I'm doing it to make her mine.

     A blessed uncertainty filled with hope and mystery, with the potential to make it whatever you aspire it to be.Must be nice — to open your eyes and dream of such a promising existence.I have no such hopeful misguided notions.My fate has been written down on crumpled paper, made smooth and immaculate by bloody tainted hands for the outside world to behold, since the day I was conceived.There is no happily ever after for me but I’ve come to terms with my gilded golden cage long ago.It’s their destiny that keeps me up at night — the pieces of my soul.They are the ones who I would defy the devil himself for and stare true evil in the eye, taunting it to do its worst.There is nothing I wouldn’t do for them, yet I know the wheel of fortune is not in our favor.So, yes — I envy you.While you dream of your colorful tomorrow, I dread its grayish arrival.  You see, we were all born rotten. And rotten girls and boys don’t deserve a fairytale ending. Rotten Girl is the first book in the duet -A Rotten Love. This is mafia #whychoose contemporary romance, full length novel. *Recommended 18+ due to mature language, adult situations and sensitive content.

    A criminal.As a prison nurse, I knew the rules: do my job, don’t get involved, and never let a prisoner get under my skin.I broke all three.My passion, my obsession, my addiction. I risked my entire life so we could be together.I thought helping him escape from prison would be the hard part.It turns out when you fall in love with a villain, you also turn into one.

    What you didn't know was that I was breaking mine too.I thought they’d be enough–my husband and my son. That I’d get home and everything would go back to the way it was . . .Before the war. Before the ambush. Before you.But, no matter how hard I try, I can’t erase the trauma we shared. I can’t seem to forget the way my heart beat in time with yours. The truth is I’m lost without you.I thought the nightmare was over when they pulled us from that hole in the ground, but nothing could have prepared me for the war I’d face at home.I know it’s selfish of me to ask, but, please, I have to see you one last time. . .All my love, Scottie