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.
Next, we’ll graduate to my wife and then the mother of my children. One day she’ll get it in her head that she’s mine. “Nonsense!” he bellows, attracting a few curious eyes. “You don’t mind, do you, Addie?” For the first time, my face slips, and I let loose a snarl. Mark doesn’t notice, but…
And all that tells me is I’m getting through the diamond-encrusted fortress surrounding her heart. She wants something concrete to believe in because her morals and fundamental beliefs are being challenged. Mark’s phone rings, cutting off any further questions Addie was gearing up to ask. Mark glances at his phone and silences it, but from…
“Mommy, are they having sex?” The loud voice of a little girl breaks the shroud of lust. Addie jerks violently and scrambles back, bumping into her car to get away from me. “Penny, get in the car,” the mother snaps from somewhere behind me. Addie’s rounded eyes drift over my shoulder, and whatever she sees…
“When is this party?” I twist my red-painted lips and give myself a slow perusal in the mirror. I’m wearing a red strapless gown, the top half encrusted with thousands of tiny diamonds throughout the lacy material. The bottom half molds to my body like a second skin with a large slit slicing all the…
He pops my finger from his mouth, and it takes massive strength not to send my fist into his dick. He finally releases my hair from his grip, and I scramble away from him. Zipping up his jeans, he looks down at me. I can only see a sliver of his face from the moonlight,…
“Whatever you’re about to do, stop it. That’s my girl.” Somehow, Mark’s eyes get even wider. “That girl over there? She’s yours?” I nod my head once. “She likes to be left alone when she works, and I respect her space.” Mark’s white, bushy brows plunge down. “Why didn’t you say anything? Introduce us at…
He yanks my head closer until it’s inches from my face. Musk and the scent of leather and spices waft to my nose. Of course, he smells as tempting as he looks. “You think you can handle this?” he asks darkly. I swallow, desperate to lubricate the dryness in my throat. The false bravado is…
I refuse to love my shadow. And I’m not going to fuck him, either. What happened two nights ago was sexual assault and I’m not going to spin it any other way. “That’s not why I want justice for her,” I say quietly. My hand drops and I meet Daya’s soft gaze. Never one to…
“You know,” I start, stumbling as I try to get the pant leg around my foot. Who the fuck invented skinny jeans, and why am I wearing them? “I don’t even know your name.” “You never asked,” is his reply. “I’m asking now, kitty cat.” Finally, I get my foot through the hole and slide…
As soon as I get her into a quiet room, I turn to her. She’s already dropped to her knees, her green eyes looking up at me with sorrow and acceptance. She’s a beautiful girl, with bright red hair, grass-green eyes and freckles dotting her nose. Something about her reminds me a little of Addie,…