Lowen Ashleigh is a struggling writer on the brink of financial ruin when she accepts the job offer of a lifetime. Jeremy Crawford, husband of bestselling author Verity Crawford, has hired Lowen to complete the remaining books in a successful series his injured wife is unable to finish. Lowen arrives at the Crawford home, ready to sort through years of Verity’s notes and outlines, hoping to find enough material to get her started. What Lowen doesn’t expect to uncover in the chaotic office is an unfinished autobiography Verity never intended for anyone to read. Page after page of bone-chilling admissions, including Verity’s recollection of what really happened the day her daughter died. Lowen decides to keep the manuscript hidden from Jeremy, knowing its contents would devastate the already grieving father. But as Lowen’s feelings for Jeremy begin to intensify, she recognizes all the ways she could benefit if he were to read his wife’s words. After all, no matter how devoted Jeremy is to his injured wife, a truth this horrifying would make it impossible for him to continue to love her.
International and #1 New York Times bestselling author of romance, YA, thriller and Women’s Fiction. And maybe a ghost story soon.
I don’t like to be confined to one genre. If you put me in a box, I’ll claw my way out.
Totally caught off guard in such a good way, I was not expecting such a heart pounding thriller and a gut-wrenching tale like the one I just devoured in less than half a day. Very creative and an authentic original, I could not stop turning the pages fast enough. I’ve said it a thousand times, AUTHORS are unquestionably a rare breed and their minds are undoubtedly spooky indeed!
Poor Lowen Ashleigh had her work cut out for her when she agreed to finish a series for Jeremy Crawford’s wife, which is the author of said book series. What she finds is a seriously disturbed family but it is what she does to alleviate all the pain and start the healing process for all those involved.
Some of this story will be very distressing to read, it weighs on your mind and destroys your soul. Go in with an open mind and remember that this is fiction and a dam good one at that!
a gripping enemies-to-lovers, secret admirer, high school romance.
The rich and popular Sharks rule at prestigious, ivy-covered Camden Prep. Once upon a time, I wanted to be part of their world–until they destroyed me. The last thing I expected was an anonymous love letter from one of them. Please. I hate every one of those rich jerks for what they did to me. The question is, which Shark is my secret admirer? Knox, the scarred quarterback. Dane, his twin brother. Or Chance, the ex who dumped me. . . Dear Ava, Your eyes are the color of the Caribbean Sea. Wait. That’s stupid. What I really mean is, you look at me and I feel something REAL. It’s been ten months since you were here, but I can’t forget you. I’ve missed seeing you walk down the hall. I’ve missed you cheering at my football games. I’ve missed the smell of your hair.
And then everything fell apart the night of the kegger. Don’t hate me because I’m a Shark. I just want to make you mine. Still.
Definitely was not expecting the amount of emotion the author delicately portrayed in this intensely rich drama about real life problems. This super charged poignant tale read like an auto biography, a thriller, a suspense, and an angsty romance. The connection between characters was instantaneous and unexpected, I felt like a friend to each one of these people, adults as well as young adults. The fact that the author had the versatility to write about this highly sensitive and taboo topic was epic to the extreme. Ilsa Madden-Mills put a sharp and immediate emphasis on spreading awareness of abuse on all genders.
The Heroine, and I do mean heroine, Ava is a literal survivor, a true slayer and the epitome of a fighter. I have never fell for a female character as I did for this beautiful soul and all I did throughout this thought-provoking tale was scream out loud, NO, DON’T HURT HER, NOT HER!
The charming hero, Knox was utterly divine in his alpha protective role but not just to females, no his course was for all friends and especially FAMILY.
The attention to detail the author pens about mental illness, physical, emotional, psychological, and spiritual abuse is something that will stick with you for all times. AND I THANK YOU, Ilsa Madden-Mills FOR THIS!
L.J. Shen is a USA Today, Washington Post and Amazon #1 best-selling author of contemporary, New Adult and YA romance. Her books have been sold to nineteen different countries.
She lives in California with her husband, son, cat and eccentric fashion choices, and enjoys good wine, bad reality TV shows and catching sun rays with her lazy cat.
The author writes with such emotion it’s really a delight to all of your senses.
I love the gothic vibe of this super duper angsty bewitching tale.
Immediately all of your attention is on this spooky, drafty castle with
sharp, pointy pillars and of course GHOSTS!
MOTTO:
“Ars longa, vita brevis” – Art is long, life is short
LJ Shen takes you on a tale from past to present with such rhythm it simply flows through your perception acutely. When she weaves the tale of angsty high school drama, you instantly perceive this sorta Mean Girl aura and get the feel of rich kid or inner circle cliques.
“Don’t worry, Captain Save-a-Ho. I won’t fuck them.” ~Vaughn
The Hero, Vaughn Spencer is the epitome of a poignant, tempestuous,
and distraught character. So many traumatic memories slay
this beautiful soul your heart literally melts and bleeds out irrevocably.
“There are no bargains between gods and mortals. You will kneel, and as we’re both well aware, you’re also going to fucking enjoy it.” ~Vaughn
The Heroine, Lenora Astalis is no shrinking flower, she’s combative and
aggressive yet empathetic. She’s got daddy issues but most profoundly is
her grieving anguish that just devastates your psyche.
“I don’t believe in literal ghosts, but I believe our past unleashes dog-shaped demons upon us, and they chase us, and that’s what keeps us running. Moving. Living.” ~Lenny
I cannot say anymore but please pick this baby up and read how
these two devastating characters blend together and assimilate love, healing,
family and future.
“I am hell bound, and you are heaven sent” ~Vaughn
“He wasn’t a boy at all. He was a deity.” ~Lenny
Quotes by Lenora Astalis:
There is so much beauty in the darkness. It’s just harder to find. It was lovely we were going to kiss and fondle and maybe even shag each other.
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I had the perfect school, the perfect friends—the perfect life …
At least, that’s what I thought.
But you changed all that.
You are always there … Always watching … Always waiting in the shadows. You send me flowers and messages. You stalk me, trace my every movement… Until that one day, in a silly game of Seven Minutes in Heaven, when I finally get to feel you—have a taste of you …
It left me wanting more.
One catastrophic day, my wish is granted.
Just past my eighteenth birthday, tragedy strikes and I watch my family die before my eyes.
You are there. You rescue me. You choose my life over my older sister’s, and I hate you for that. I hate you for taking me and imprisoning me. You say it’s for my sake, but I know it’s for your own. You make me see that my life could be much worse without you in it…
You make me see true darkness.
It is in that darkness you make me desperate for your presence, your touch, your caress. You make me need you… You make it impossible for me to live without you… And then, eventually…
You make me fall in love with you.
Secrets will always wound the ones twisted within their web of lies… But the ones I’m tangled in … are deadly.
WARNING: Although this book (overall) is not a dark read, one chapter is an exception, and contains the following triggers: childhood sexual/emotional abuse with some intensity in one particular scene.
He pulls his head back leaving the lingering smell of spice invading my nostrils. It makes them flare violently, trying to take in as much of him as possible. Once he does pull back, he lingers for a moment and my heart beats rapidly against my chest. Can he feel it? Can he hear the boom, boom, boom sound thumping against my ribcage? It’s almost deafening me.
“Trust me,” he says, leaning in to touch my lips with his. At first he moves in slow, coaxing my mouth open a little. I suck in his breath, taking every morsel of his minty fragrance. I’m not sure why my body is reacting to his every move, but it’s almost as if it’s seeking out something, and that something is this mysterious patterned stranger standing in front of me coaxing my mouth open to meet his.
Jaimie Roberts was born in London, but moved to Gibraltar in 2001. She is married with two sons, and in her spare time, she writes. In June 2013, Jaimie published her first book, Take a Breath, with the second released in November 2013. With the reviews, Jaimie took time out to read and learn how to become a better writer. She gets tremendous enjoyment out of writing, and even more so from the feedback she receives. If you would like to send Jaimie a message, please do so by visiting her at:
Jade’s young life was tough. After her mother died during childbirth and her father could no longer look after her, she was placed in foster care where she stayed for the next ten years. She grew up feeling unloved and unwanted as she was passed around from one screwed up home to the next.
Things began to look up for her when she was adopted by a wealthy socialite at the age of eleven. Sometimes though, things aren’t always what they seem. Jade didn’t know it at the time, but her new adoptive mother had big plans for her, and spent the next seven years grooming Jade for that role.
Jade learnt early in life that she couldn’t rely on anyone but herself. Instead of letting her circumstances beat her, she took all the negatives she’d been dealt, and used them to her advantage. She grew up to be a strong, successful, determined and independent woman. She was a loner by choice.
The only thing lacking in her life was companionship and love. She’d never experienced it, so she didn’t know what she was missing, until she had a one-night-stand with a handsome stranger. One night, that would change everything.
Brock
Brock grew up privileged. He had everything going for him. Money, looks, charm, success and an endless array of beautiful women. He wasn’t interested in commitment. To him women were easy. They practically threw themselves at his feet. All they wanted was to do something nobody had ever managed before. Snare the hot, rich bachelor.
Then he met Jade. She was like a breath of fresh air. A challenge. Nothing like the women he was used too. Their one night together ignited something within him. A burning desire to own her, possess her, but Jade had other plans. Nobody says no to Brock Weston, nobody.
He’s left wondering about a woman he knows he can never have. But, when fate brings them together again, will he get what he wants? Will he be able to claim the unattainable? Or will her secrets crush him, and destroy any chance they have of being together?
After tightening the ribbon, I admire my ensemble in the mirror. It looks gorgeous.
‘Jade,’ I hear Brock call softly, after knocking on the cubicle door.
‘Yes.’
‘Can I see now?’
The hopefulness in his voice brings a smile to my face again. Without replying, I unlock and open the door slightly. He pops his head in and the look on his face does something to me. I’m so lost in it, I don’t even realise when he pushes the door open further, worming his way inside and turning the latch to relock it.
‘What are you doing?’ I whisper.
‘Sweet Jesus,’ is all he says as his arms wrap around my waist, drawing my body towards his. ‘You look incredible. We’re definitely buying this.’
‘You like?’ I ask as he gropes at my arse.
‘I fucking love. Turn around.’
I do as he asks.
‘Christ,’ he groans as his fingers skim up the outside of my legs until they’re resting on my hips. In the reflection, I see his eyes planted firmly on my behind. He takes a step forward, rubbing his body against mine. When his gaze meets mine in the mirror there’s pure desire in his eyes. Nobody has ever looked at me the way he does. Nobody.
His hands encircle my waist as he draws me closer, pressing into my back. ‘What are you doing to me?’ he murmurs as his lips graze over my shoulder. I have no idea, but I’m pretty sure it’s the same thing he’s doing to me.
I moan softly, resting my head against his chest while his mouth trails a path up my neck. One of his hands palm my breast through the corset, and the other moves down between my legs. I’m so lost in his touch that I totally forget we’re still in the dressing room at the lingerie store.
I’m pulled back into reality when I hear the tearing of fabric. ‘Brock,’ I say, when my eyes fly open to see him shoving the now ruined panties I was just wearing into his pocket. ‘I haven’t even paid for them yet.’
‘Shhh,’ he whispers in my ear as the hand on my breast moves up to cover my mouth. ‘I’m going to fuck you now. I can’t wait another second.’ My eyes widen at his comment. Has he lost his mind? We can’t have sex in here. I see his other hand in the reflection of the mirror disappear behind me and the distinct sound of a zipper rings out in the silence that has now fallen over us.
My stance widens automatically. My head knows what we’re about to do is wrong, but apparently my vagina didn’t get that memo.
‘Do you even realise how sexy you are?’ he whispers as his hand finds its way between my legs again.
‘Mmmm,’ I moan into the palm of his hand, my body trembling with anticipation.
‘I’ll remove my hand if you promise to be quiet. Okay?’
I nod. I still can’t believe we’re going to do this.
‘Place your hands on the mirror,’ he demands. I do exactly as he asks. It’s ironic how I’ve hated being controlled my entire life, yet I have no qualms about following his orders. The way Brock takes control is sexy.
He rubs his cock between my legs as I push my hips towards him. I’m no longer concerned about what we’re doing. I want to feel him inside me.
I bite down on my lip when he slides inside me, trying hard not to make a noise.
‘Christ you feel amazing,’ he breathes as he pulls out slightly before pushing all the way back in.
‘Oh god.’ One of his hands grasps my hip, holding me in place, while the other tugs on my hair, tilting my head back so his mouth can cover mine.
‘I said no noise.’
My eyes roll back in my head as he deepens the kiss before picking up the pace. He slams into me in short, hard strokes. It feels incredible. The risk of the sales assistant discovering us only seems to heighten the experience.
It doesn’t take long for him to have me on the edge. ‘I’m … I’m,’ is all I get to say before we’re interrupted.
‘Is everything all right in there?’ I hear the skanky sales assistant ask. Shit. There’s no holding back. I’m coming whether I like it or not.
‘Ahh,’ I moan into Brock’s mouth as my body starts to shudder and my orgasm hits me full force. His hand quickly moves from my hip, snaking around my waist, using his strength to hold me up. When he pulls out of the kiss, I see a smile tug at his lips as his eyes lock with mine in the mirror.
‘We’re fine,’ he says in a breathless tone that has him sounding like he’s just run a damn marathon.
I see his eyes clench shut as his movements become more desperate. I can feel my vagina still pulsing around him and I know he’s about to come as well. Shit, could his timing be any worse?
Author Bio
**VOTED BEST NEW AUTHOR FOR 2014 IN AUSROM TODAY’S READERS CHOICE AWARDS, AND FAVOURITE FEMALE AUTHOR IN RRR READERS CHOICE AWARDS 2016.**
J L Perry is a mother of one son and a wife. She was born in Sydney, Australia in 1972, and has lived there her whole life. Her love of reading, from a young age, gave her the passion to write. My Destiny was originally written for her sister, in 2013. It was never intended to be published. However, after finishing this book, she felt there was still a lot of Brooke and Logan’s story left to tell. This inspired her to write My Forever. With the encouragement of her family and friends, she decided to follow her dream and become a published Author.
That dream was realized on the 6th of June, 2014.
My Destiny is her debut novel in the Destiny Series. My Forever is the conclusion to this book. My Destiny and My Forever, won a gold and silver medal in the 2015 eLit Book Awards for digital publishing, with the Jenkins Group. Her series that included My Destiny, My Forever and Damaged, also won a first place in the Easychair online Bookstore annual awards in 2015. Her books received a perfect score from all the judges. Her third book Damaged – Jacinta’s Story was released October 15th, 2014. This is a standalone book, but is based on a character in My Forever. Her fourth book Against All Odds, is a standalone book, as well, but part of the Destiny Series. It was released in May, 2015.
Her fifth book Bastard, was self-published in September, 2015, and became a #1 Bestseller, before she signed a five book deal with Hachette. Bastard and Luckiest Bastard – the Novella, were re-released through Hachette on the 7th of December, 2015. Hooker is releasing on the 31st May, 2016. Jax and Nineteen Letters will be published late 2016.
J L’s love of romance and happy endings makes a perfect combination when it comes to writing her beautiful love stories.
Title: Snuff
Author: Bonny Capps
Series: Snuff Book One
Publisher: Self Published
Release Date: May 17th 2016
Genre(s): Dark Pyscho Erotic
I remember the days when it was me and the ice. The jarring sounds that my skates would make when they’d slice through my frozen stage.
Remembering my mother’s smiling face as she watched me perform. She was so proud. She was the best.
Then she was taken suddenly. I never even got to say goodbye.
It was her wish that I go to Russia to discover my roots, and I did.
I never, in a million years, would foresee what would happen after that.
In order to survive, sometimes you have to do things that you’re not proud of.
My entire life has been a performance. At first, it was the ice.
And now… it’s behind an 8 millimeter camera.
Bonny Capps was born in Rowlett, Texas, but lived most of her life in the Galveston Gulf Coast area. Bonny was home schooled by her mother and this is where she developed her love for writing. Her first attempts at writing were in the form of poetry. Bonny married her longtime boyfriend Dusty Capps in 2014. They have two boys Mitch 11 years old and Damon 8 years old. In 2014 Bonny and the boys decided to leave their home behind and join Dusty on the road in his semi-truck and have traveled throughout the United States. It was during this once in a life time adventure that Bonny found her voice and began to write Dark Erotica. Her first dark erotic book, Deliverance for Amelia is a best seller in the U.S. and U.K. Bonny has received rave reviews and is excited to have released the third and final book in the Killer Series.
Upcoming books are SNUFF and Seven Fears, which will be released in 2016! She will also be co-writing “Twins” with Tara Dawn, and that will be released this Fall.
There are two men in my life. I’m marrying one, want to screw the brains out of another, and by the time this story is over you may want to kill someone.
The choices are still pending…
A NO CHEATING standalone you need to read sitting down.
Liv Morris
USA Today bestselling author, Liv Morris, was raised in the Ozark Mountains of Missouri. She now resides on the rock known as St. Croix, USVI with her first and hopefully last husband. After relocating twelve times during his corporate career, she qualifies as a professional mover. Learning to bloom where she’s planted, Liv brings her moving and life experience to her writing.
If you do not wish to read about hard topics, or you’re under the age of 18. If you want a feel-good, sexy read, this is NOT the book for you. One of Many is part dark romance, part suspense thriller, and is a gritty, harrowing tale about finding love in the darkest of places. Read at your own risk. Might contain triggers.
AUDREY
When we had nothing, The Community gave us everything. When we were lost, Father Weston welcomed us home. For the last five years, we’ve been preparing for the world to end in flames. Then I was Chosen to join the other wives in the big house on the hill. And in that house, I would learn the truth.
There is no damnation. I am no savior. And the only way out of this cult is to trust the one person I’ve been forbidden to talk to. Kiev, Father Weston’s son. But Kiev only wants one thing from me, and I must prove to him I’m not one of many blindly following his father’s lies.
If I don’t, I won’t make it out of here alive.
KIEV
My father ruined my life. Took everything from me and never looked back. For years, I’ve been waiting to strike, to pull his false empire from under his feet and watch him burn.
Then he chooses her as his newest Virgin Bride. She’s special to him, held in higher regard, presented to the entire community as a symbol of hope, a symbol to make them keep buying his lies.
My father took everything from me. Now it’s time I take everything from him. And I’m starting with her.
Marata Eros is the author of over seventy titles, including her NEW YORK TIMES bestselling novel, A TERRIBLE LOVE, and the #1 international bestselling erotic Interracial and African-American TOKEN serial. Marata writes a variety of dark fiction in the genres of erotica, fantasy, romance, suspense and sci-fi. She and her husband live in the midwest with their four sons and three disrespectful dogs. Marata’s #1 hobby is reading; she loves interacting with her readers.
Emily Goodwin is the author of the twice banned dark romance, STAY, as well as over a dozen other titles. Emily writes all types of romance, from love stories set in the zombie apocalypse to contemporary romances taking place on a western horse ranch. Emily lives in Indiana with her husband, children, and many pets, including a German Shepherd named Vader. When she isn’t writing, Emily can be found riding her horses, designing and making costumes, and sitting outside with a good book.
*WARNING*
This is a dark, erotic, romantic thriller that contains elements which may be disturbing and offensive. If you are bothered or triggered by violence, torture, and abuse, please read with extreme caution. For a mature audience only!
Desperate people commit desperate acts.
All-consuming desperation led her to deceive herself, her sister, and the man she loves.
Keeley Kincaid is in over her head—trading one addiction for another. She’s convinced she can handle it and hold everything together.
But deception has a mind of its own.
Enter the world where lines blur. Nothing is as it seems. Good and evil come together in a macabre display. And at the heart of it all beats the drum of deceiving those loved most. Can love and light ever penetrate such darkness?
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Darkness consumed the young woman. The dream was evident with every violent thrash she gave, yet something told her there was so much more. Cold sweat drenched her body as a monster from the past rose up to claim her, again. She should have fought. Should’ve demanded he stop. Problem was, she not only relished what his sadistic torture brought to life inside her, but savored it. Craved it. Wanted more and more until the demon fully possessed her. She invited him in as an adored lover welcomed her mate. His violence was familiar, comforting. She was as acquainted with his wrath as her own skin. Yes, Keeley was his and he knew it, demanding she bleed out for him—only him. With an enraged kick across the bed, she knocked over the bedside table, slicing her foot on a lamp that broke. The smell of blood wafted through the air, increasing her desire. She needed him to fuck her. To bathe in her life source until she ran dry. The devil sneered as he took a bite of her innermost parts, draining her of every ounce of essence she could provide. And she only wanted to give him more as he took with a vengeance, malevolence raging to have her. From the grave he wrapped his decaying fingers around her throat and squeezed. “Give it to me, Keeley,” his seductive voice commanded. Something in that awakened another side of her. A spark of light, she had long considered forever extinguished, incessantly attempted to shine. The flame required her oxygen, her fuel to burn. Burn with a brilliance. Burn with a purpose.
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The demon roared and writhed beneath the ever-present love that wouldn’t let him take what was so clearly his. She wanted him, unmistakably claimed his wickedness as her own. He could give her what that damnable light never could. She was addicted to pain as if it’d become her new brand of heroin. He raged in fury at the flickering, tiny spark that refused to go out and let him have his prize. It was so weak, so pathetic, if he could convince her to put it out, once and for all, they could reign together. He’d have his queen to do with as he pleased—when he pleased. Never permitting death. An eternity of torture and pain he knew she yearned for in the deep recesses of her soul. Yes, her soul was what he fought for. And he would have it! All of a sudden, when he violently slammed his cock inside her forbidden hole he felt a pain like no other, screaming, the demon withdrew and examined his prized possession. Worry knitted his brow as he saw the decay climbing along his proud manhood. His hand shook as his body shuddered. What was happening? He searched rapidly to find the source of this new development. That was when he saw it, rising from the ashes. The damnable flair coming to life, still struggling to hold on, but fight it was doing. Immeasurable love blinding him as he shielded his eyes. He had to take care of that before it gained any more strength. In an instant, his quest shifted. Destroy that light, that fucking love, and she was his forevermore. He backed into the shadows he was so accustomed to, studying his newest foe.
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Destroy that light, that fucking love, and she was his forevermore. He backed into the shadows he was so accustomed to, studying his newest foe. But his queen had more than one holding that light alive. He hissed, “Lacey and those damn Strand brothers,” before realizing that, while Keeley’s sister and her new family posed a threat, she wasn’t his biggest adversary. No. The one called Tar was going to valiantly fight for her. His maniacal laugh caused the troubled Keeley to rise, terror in her eyes as they darted around the room. She couldn’t see him, of course. He stepped closer and ran his hand through her hair and whispered, “Your knight will not save you. Love isn’t what you desire. Only I can give you what you need. Mark my words, beauty, he shall die. And you will be the one to destroy him.”
Lora is a Missouri native who relocated to California as a teen. She spent several years as an international flight attendant for a major airline, before taking on her greatest job ever, a stay-at-home mom. Now she resides in Kentucky with her family, and has taken on her newest adventure, writing.
4 out of 5 read-ologists recommend this WordPress.com site. ups and downs of writer's insanity and day to day life. I will write whatever makes the voices happy, for a writer that ignores her inner voices is merely a mental breakdown waiting to happen. Keeping the voices happy and creating new worlds for them to play in is my main goal.
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