Carnage. Killing.The three Cs that make my life complete.I know killing technically doesn’t start with a C – but wouldn’t life be better if it did? Just like it would be better if the Devil was my boyfriend, Santa wasn’t a d*ck and I didn’t live under a bridge.I wished for my life to improve, but it didn’t. I was kidnapped, sold, sold again, stuck in a death game, sold AGAIN and now I’m living in a serial killer’s basement.Oh and there’s another dude down here who lives in a cage and doesn’t talk. I call him Dead Man on account of his soulless eyes. He either wants to kiss me or choke me out. I can’t decide which I want most.Anyways, my hot, tattooed, muscular insane Irish captor thinks I might make a good hit woman once he trains me up. Which is a freaking insult by the way as I’m already the best killer in town. Ask anyone. Except the cops. Don’t ask them or they’ll send me back to that creepy asylum where they gave me the crazy pills. But shh, that’s a secret. Want to know another one? I quite like it here. Every day is anarchy and that’s my favourite flavour.So I think I’m gonna join The Death Club and let my freak flag fly.This is a brand new dark menage series set in the same world as the Brutal Boys of Everlake Prep series with character crossover. Each series can be read independent of each other and the lead female character will end up with more than one love interest.

    It is only suited for readers over 18. Also contains M/M, M/M/F, M/F AND F/F scenes.My uncle sexually assaulted me.I was 10 years old when it started.At 13 he told me I was no longer wanted because I had started to develop.At 16 I was ready to kill him.Today, I'm broken.Today, I only breathe to survive.My name’s Sergeant Major Ryan and today, I'm ready to tell you my story.

    Especially not so soon after my break up. After what my ex did, I’ve concluded that men aren’t worth my time or trust.Except Mason is fun and sexy as hell. When he smiles, his dimples and blue eyes melt a little bit of the ice inside me, and when he takes his shirt off, well damn! I don’t think I’ve ever seen a more sculpted body in real life. I resist his flirtation until I’ve had a few drinks. Then my body silences my brain. It tells me that it’s time to have some fun.And it is. Oh, it is. More fun than I’ve ever had. More than I actually think I can bear.But when I wake, Mason is gone, and I’m feeling sore in more ways than one. I bury the ache in my heart and head to my mom’s beach house for brunch and to meet my stepbrothers for the first time.Coming face to face with Mason over coffee and bacon is humiliating enough. Finding out he’s an identical triplet and that there are now three sexy alpha-holes to avoid is three times the misery.It’s easy to think the worst of them, but Miller is as perceptive as he is gorgeous, and Max, with his tattoos and piercings, shows me just how protective a man can be.They warm my heart and show me that there’s so much more to relationships than heartache until trouble rears its ugly head, and everything falls apart.A Reverse Harem romance with a happy ever after ending.