A woman lives alone in a haunted house with a tragic past—but it’s the man who watches her from outside every night that terrifies and thrills her most. As lightning flashes and shadows deepen, fear and forbidden desire blur. Is he just a stalker… or something far more dangerous? Something tells her the worst is yet to come.
His spine straightens. “Do you think I possess magic and can influence a man to do everything I say? I regret to inform you that I can’t.” I tighten my lips at the condescension in his tone. “I tried to, but Mark was insistent on going to Bailey’s, and trying to force him to go…
Love is priceless. As Mark’s nefarious dealings have proven, pussy can be bought and is plentiful, whether they’re forcing it or getting consent. And despite all the ways Zade has forced me to my knees for him, the only thing he’s ever really wanted from me is to return his addiction. Because that’s the one…
I blink. “If he was so good with numbers and money, why did he suck so bad with gambling? The man could’ve just counted cards or something.” Mark bursts out into laughter, his plump stomach shaking. “You’re a funny girl, Addie. You’re right, I think if John was in his right mind when he played,…
I resume my ministrations with the hand between her thighs, keeping my thrusts slow and languid. Drawing out her pleasure and wringing more delicious moans from her mouth. Her eyes droop into a half-lidded state, but they don’t stray from the screen. Loud, wet noises war with the sound from the movie as my fingers…
I keep quiet, letting her slowly relax into me as the movie starts to play. Despite the loosening of her muscles, she’s still on edge. I would bet anything right now she’s high on endorphins from the mix of fear of being caught, the conversation that just transpired, and the movie. The opening scene is…
I can’t breathe. Can hardly think anymore. My lungs are deprived of oxygen, and just when I think I’m going to blackout, he jerks himself out with another grunt, releasing the belt as he does. I suck in a deep breath, coughing and hacking as I try to regain everything I lost. Air. Morals. Even…
He has the nerve to look amused. I have no idea what could possibly be so funny about stalking someone. “I’ve never stalked anyone before you,” he says simply. “Not outside of my job, at least. Definitely not for romantic purposes.” I give him a face, my expression full of incredulity. “Is that supposed to…
Most of their eyes linger on his scars. Questions on the tip of their tongues that never see the light. You’d think it’s because it’s a rude question to ask, but really, it’s because Zade carries intimidation around with him like a woman with a designer purse. Despite that, he’s a sight to behold as…
Occasionally, I open up doors and peek inside, finding nothing of interest. That is until we get somewhere far enough away that the noise from the ballroom no longer penetrates the walls. At the end of another hallway are wide double doors, the cherry wood standing out against the champagne walls. I head towards the…
I gasp, my eyes widening as his lip curls into a sinister smile. “I can put a collar around this pretty neck of yours instead. Then you wouldn’t have the option to say no. You would just be my good little girl that does whatever your master says. Would you like that better, baby?” “No,”…