27-year-old Georgian had no clue that as she struggled to keep herself together after the loss of both her mother and later grandmother, the pale blue eyes of the Vampire King had been watching her with a deep desire that now, no longer would be denied.
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"You see, I had it all planned out. While working to keep these rich idiots safe, I was going to use the 48 hours to get Monae to open up and give me a taste of honey. Then enters fuck-boy Justin, followed by my conniving Ex- Wife, and everything turns to shit. Even still, I'll be damned if I let these fools fuck up what I'm trying to build with Monae. Then again, if I can't stay sober long enough to see through all the smoke and mirrors, I might cause more damage than these two assholes ever could."- KEAGAN
The murders are all said to be elaborate acts on the Halloween Mystery Train, but the with why Keagan's is being testing, he just might end up getting his hands bloody.
Besides, when you mix the powerful, the rich, every drug known to man, and a helluva lot of booze, you're bound to create a cocktail of death.
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MJ should have known she couldn't love this man and leave him. It was something about his touch that sent her up in flames. His turquoise eyes gave a promise of satisfaction that created a fear that she should have listened to. No, MJ thought when she walked away the mysterious Mr. Hardwood would be reduced to a man that she would conjure up in the darkness. However, their time of lust over 9 years ago left a lasting mark.
When Mr. Hardwood lays his gaze upon MJ years later, he's shocked by what he sees. Now more than ever, he's hell bent to make MJ his, no matter the cost. However, will the price be too damn high when he realizes MJ is a lot more than what she seems?
"Who the hell have I been messing with? Who the hell was this woman that was glaring at me? I always bragged about being able to get a read on people. I claim to be the chief hustler, but for some odd reason, I get the feeling I’m the one being bamboozled. Like ice melting to reveal the ground underneath, that’s how the transformation of MJ unfolds before me. The way her almond shape eyes narrow gives way to a cunningness that I hadn’t seen before." - Mr. Hardwood
MY life, MY way, and nobody, NOBODY will ever make me believe otherwise. If that’s the case, then why the hell am I placing this damn diamond ring on the trembling finger of this woman? Why the hell did I just sign my freedom away without a second thought? Oh, I’ll say it’s because my bossy ass father threatened me, or I’m doing it for the sake of her, when I could give two shits about the feelings and reputation of any of the countless women that I’ve ran through. I’ll keep up with the lie that I was too drunk to realize that the woman I took back to my room was the pimple faced girl that I used to take pleasure in bullying as a boy, which is what pushed both of us into this shotgun wedding.
For years, I’ve wanted, lusted, dreamed of her touch. Never thought to be good enough, sloppy seconds is what I’ve wasted my time on, but the hunger for her, has never dimmed.
I read somewhere that the Wheel of Fate is always turning, giving us opportunities at love, if we’re willing to take it. Now, the question is, am I man enough to step up to take it? Can I actually keep my dick out of the mouth of the next bitch to hold the line? And will Kimie ever fall for a piece of shit like me?
If you are a fan of Christine Gray's romances, you are going to fall in love with her new books penned under her NEW NAME, Lilith McCall
****TRIGGER WARNING: THIS BOOK CONTAINS EVENTS THAT COULD TRIGGER READERS****