RELEASE BLITZ Title: Bad Boy Billionaire A Cocky Hero Club Novel Author: Amie Knight Genre:Contemporary Romance Release Date: March 7, 2021
Vi Keeland and Penelope Ward are excited to bring you the Cocky Hero Club: original works from various authors inspired by Keeland and Ward’s New York Times bestselling Cocky Bastard series.
Dear Ida, Never in a million years did I think I’d turn to an advice column for help, but I’m stuck. Moving to New York is my dream come true, but the big city is a tough place to navigate for a small-town, southern girl like me. Luckily, fate sent me my very own knight in shining armor.
Only Whitaker Aldrich didn’t ride in on his white steed to save me. He picked me up on his Harley Davidson, wearing a leather jacket and sporting a cocky smirk that doesn’t bode well for my man free diet. He screams one-night stand.
But there’s so much more to him than that bad boy billionaire persona. He’s thoughtful and kind and his six-year-old son is his entire world.
That twinkle in his brilliant green eyes makes me weak in the knees and I’m terrified that I won’t be able to protect my already bruised heart. I should probably say no when he asks me to be his nanny, right?
Yeah, getting involved with Whit would be a huge mistake. I should definitely say no. Maybe… Possibly? Help!
Yours truly, The Billionaire’s Babysitter
Bad Boy Billionaire is a billionaire/single dad/friends to lovers romance inspired by Stuck-Up Suit.
Amie Knight has been a reader for as long as she could remember and a romance lover since she could get her hands on her momma’s books. A dedicated wife and mother with a love of music and makeup, you will never see her leave the house without her eyebrows and eyelashes done just right. When she isn’t reading and writing you can catch her jamming out in the car with her two kids to 90’s R&B, Country and Showtunes. Amie draws inspiration from her childhood in Columbia, South Carolina and can’t imagine living anywhere other than the South.
From New York Times Bestselling Author Sawyer Bennett comes the Chronicles of the Stone Veil, a five book urban fantasy/paranormal romance series. A departure from contemporary romance, the Chronicles of the Stone Veil is a return to fantasy/paranormal romance, where Sawyer started her fiction publishing journey. Readers can expect to find all the elements they love from Sawyer’s books—strong heroines, alpha heroes, and an epic romance—with a fantastical element to add to their reading experience. You can get the second book in the series, A Discovery of Secrets and Fate, now!
Details for the Chronicles of the Stone Veil series are below:
Life as I knew it ended the day I accepted my fate.
In its place is an existence even the wildest imagination could never fathom. Strange creatures walk among us, plotting our demise, and I’ve come to find that the fate of our world rests squarely on my shoulders. We’re all in danger and I’m trying to figure out how to make it through each day.
The key to my survival is a man I can’t figure out. As dangerous as the darkest fae, I have no choice but to work with him to stop the prophecy that’s foretold to be the ruination of mankind.
Carrick Byrne continues to be my only source of information, but he doles it out as he sees fit. He intrigues and scares me in equal measure, yet I can’t help but be attracted to him. And the more I discover about him, the more it becomes clear he feels the same.
As we travel to Faere in search of answers, we find that every piece of information leads to more questions, that every question leads to a new piece of the puzzle, and that, most importantly, no one can be trusted.
The more secrets we uncover, one thing is certain— if we have any chance of saving the world, we have to do it together.
A Discovery of Secrets and Fate is book two of the Chronicles of the Stone Veil series and is best enjoyed if read in series order.
New York Times, USA Today, and Wall Street Journal Bestselling author Sawyer Bennett uses real life experience to create relatable stories that appeal to a wide array of readers.From contemporary romance, fantasy romance, and both women’s and general fiction, Sawyer writes something for just about everyone.
A former trial lawyer from North Carolina, when she is not bringing fiction to life, Sawyer is a chauffeur, stylist, chef, maid, and personal assistant to her very adorable daughter, as well as full-time servant to her wonderfully naughty dogs.
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RELEASE BLITZ Title: The Other Side of Green Series: The Other Side of Us #2 Author: Anna Bloom Genre: New Adult Romance Release Date: March 5, 2021
Once she would have given everything up for him. Now all she can do is protect him from the truth.
For Lyra finding Jack Cross was a dream come true. Their raw and unquenchable desire proving what she’d known all along, that they were meant to be. But Lyra has always been Little Miss Green, her naivety leading the way, painting her heart with shades of spring. Now though the secrets of their past lie between them like a briar of thorny roses on a sharp descent into hell. Hell is what life is. It’s filled with grief, destruction and living without Jack.
Jack Cross risked it all for the truth and lost. The love of his life has run away, leaving him chasing her in the wind, but he’s determined not to lose her again. Following Lyra home brings all of the many horrors Jack’s tried to forget back to the surface. He has to face his past and the regrets of things never said. More than that he has to face Lyra and push her for the secret that defines them, even if it destroys all of their childhood innocence once and for all. Can Lyra protect them both or will the truth end everything they’ve ever known?
With shaking hands, I pushed the window up. Silently, he dropped his feet onto the floor and landed with a solid bump on the floor that made my heart bump. “I’m not your brother, Lyra.” Those dirty greens I had always loved so much shone with determination. “Jack, I don’t think it’s us who gets to decide.” I jumped as he grabbed my hand, lifting it and pressing his lips into the skin of my palm. “There is no way on this earth that I’m your brother.” I tried to untangle my hand, but he held it tight. “You can’t say that, can’t make statements that aren’t true.” “I can. I know it.” “How do you know it? Right now, all I know is that I know nothing. I mean, I don’t even know who my father is, never even had any idea. I’ve lived my entire life in the dark, and who the hell knows if that woman ever speaks the truth.” “I know, because I’d feel it here.” He turned my palm, pressing it against his chest, his heart giving a ragged beat beneath the pressure of my hand. My breath caught. “Instead, I just know you are the only woman I’ve ever loved; well apart from my mom.” He shot me a shy smile and my poor heart almost imploded, aching with every pathetic pound.
A book hoarder and coffee addict by heart Anna Bloom loves to write extraordinary stories about real love. Based south of London with her husband, three children and a dog with a beard, Anna likes to connect with readers, fan girl over her favourite authors and binge watch Supernatural and Superhero movies while drinking lots of wine.
Brody McCallister was only supposed to be a means to an end. My golden ticket to get me closer to what I really needed—a way to make peace with what I’d done when I was eighteen, dirt poor, and left to fend for myself.
I only had six weeks in the middle of a hectic world tour to do it.
So the last thing I needed was to fall for a cocky cowboy. A walking contradiction with a charming grin, a dirty mouth, and a gift for healing wild and broken things.
His life was in Texas.
Mine was on the road.
He guarded his privacy fiercely.
I was constantly hounded by paparazzi.
Everyone warned me it could never work, that ultimately I’d be forced to choose—my music career or him.
I didn’t listen. I fell for him anyway.
Hook, line, and proverbial sinker.
But Brody was hiding secrets.
And when the storm finally broke, it destroyed everything in its wake … including us.
Emery Rose has been known to indulge in good red wine, strong coffee, and a healthy dose of sarcasm. When she’s not working on her latest project, you can find her binge-watching Netflix, trotting the globe in search of sunshine, or immersed in a good book. A former New Yorker, she currently resides in London with her two beautiful daughters.
“What are you up to?” I asked, turning my head to watch Raven as, grinning, he leapt up from the chair and hurried across the room. “I said don’t look!” he replied, making shooing movements with his hands as he went to answer the door to the royal apartments. One of the palace servants waited on the other side. The woman handed him something that he shielded with his body—clearly not wanting me to see it. Raven thanked the woman, sent her away and shut the door behind her, leaving us alone in the royal apartments. That was just fine by me. I didn’t get nearly enough alone time with Raven at the moment, with everything that was going on. “Asha, will you do what I say? Close your eyes!” he growled. “It’s a surprise!” I rolled my eyes, then screwed them tight shut. I felt rather than heard Raven cross the room. The bond allowed me to sense him acutely: where he was, what he was feeling. Right now, he was feeling a little smug. What was he up to? He’d been cagey all morning, nipping off at regular intervals—even when we were in session with the rest of the council—to check how my ‘surprise’ was coming along. He’d refused to say a word about it other than all would be revealed when we were alone. Well, here we were. “Hold out your hand,” he said, kneeling in front of me. I did as he asked. Raven placed a flat, rectangular object in my hand. A smell came from it that set my taste buds tingling and made the hairs in my nostrils do a little dance. No way! It couldn’t be! Could it? I began to open my eyes, but Raven placed his hand over them. “No peeking! Take a bite.” I raised the object to my lips, placed the tiniest corner in my mouth, and took a little bite. The taste that spread over my tongue was so sweet and so unexpected that I gasped. My eyes flew open and widened when I saw what sat on my palm. “Chocolate!” I gasped. “It’s chocolate!” Raven grinned triumphantly. “You like it?” “Like it? Raven, I love it!” I took a big bite of the chocolate and my eyes slid closed in ecstasy. In my old life in the mortal realm, I’d been something of a chocoholic. To my dismay, I’d soon learned that here in the Summerlands the Fae didn’t have chocolate. Or coffee. Or pizza. Or any one of a hundred little treats that I’d taken for granted back home. How long had it been since I’d eaten chocolate? I couldn’t remember. It took me less than a minute to finish the bar. “Where did you find it?” I asked with my mouth full. “I didn’t find it. I had Kalla—the head chef—recreate the recipe from your description and what I could remember of the taste from the mortal realm. He’s been experimenting all morning and, if that look on your face is anything to go by, it seems he might finally have gotten the recipe right.” “So that’s why you’ve been disappearing all morning? To go check on his progress in the kitchen?” A faint smile curled Raven’s lips. “Of course. And it made a perfect excuse for getting out of meeting with the council.” He tried to make his tone light, but the bond was too strong for me to miss the sudden flare of disquiet that went through him. It had only been twenty-four hours since our confrontation with Eliana Rose, the woman who had once been the Spire, the spiritual leader of the Fae, and whom everyone had thought murdered at the hands of a mortal. It had only been twenty-four hours since she’d used the Orb of Tir to gain control over Raven and order him to kill me. Since then, he’d been trying to make it up to me, even though I’d told him over and over again that I didn’t hold him responsible for what had happened. How could I? Nobody could withstand the Orb of Tir, a device that amplified the power of the Fae glamor a thousand times over. It was now locked deep within the bowels of the palace, guarded by layer upon layer of protective magic. We all knew the Unseelie would be coming for it. The Orb was instrumental in their plans to invade the mortal realm because it had a second power: the ability to bring down the Veil that separated the two realms. Unease squirmed through me at the thought and I pushed it away, forcing myself to concentrate on my mate. “You did this all for me?” He grinned and his lavender eyes sparkled. “Of course I did all this for you. Well, technically Kalla did really, but I put him up to it, which is almost as good. And there’s plenty more where that came from.” He shifted to reveal the low table behind him. A large silver platter sat on it, piled high with chocolates in all shapes and sizes. There was white chocolate, milk chocolate, dark chocolate, chocolate that looked like it had nuts in it, chocolate dusted with icing sugar. Oh my. Oh my, oh my, oh my. My mouth formed a little O of surprise. Now all I needed was a skinny latte with cinnamon sprinkles, and I would really believe I’d died and gone to heaven. I plucked one of the chocolates off the plate and popped it into my mouth. Crunchy caramel. Divine. “Aren’t you having any?” I asked Raven. He pulled a face. “It’s a little too sweet for my liking.” I scooted to the edge of my seat and put my arms around his neck. “Maybe I can find a way to show you my appreciation.” I kissed him, pressing my lips against his and pulling him close. He kissed me back hungrily. His tongue slipped inside my mouth and his hands pressed into the small of my back, forcing my body against his hard, muscular frame. Heat shot to the space between my legs and I felt him grow hard in response. It was always like this. Raven’s slightest touch, the tiniest feel of his skin against mine, awoke a desire in me that I could barely control. His big hand slid over my stomach and under the waistband of the loose pants I was wearing. He didn’t stop kissing me as his fingers slipped into that hot place between my legs and began to explore. I moaned against his lips, my eyes sliding shut. Raven was an expert at this. He’d explored every inch of my body many times and knew exactly what I needed. The calloused pads of his fingers circled my nub, gently caressing. Shivers of pleasure rippled down my spine, and I couldn’t help the tiny gasps that escaped my throat. Sensing my need, Raven shifted position and slipped a finger inside me. The shivers became a deluge. I threw back my head, panting, as Raven worked me, bringing my body to the brink of pleasure. I grabbed his shoulders, dug my fingers into his hard flesh. My climax took me. I shuddered, losing myself in the ecstasy that rocked my body. “That was supposed to be the other way around,” I gasped. “I was going to show you my gratitude.” He smiled wickedly, revealing his perfect white teeth. “You’re my mate, Asha. It’s my job to bring you pleasure, and I’ll keep doing it. Forever.” Forever. That word ought to make me feel good, but something about it bothered me. It stirred up an issue that I’d been doing my best to ignore. Raven was a Fae, near immortal, but I was not. In seventy years or so, I’d be nearing the end of my life. I would be old, weak and infirm. Raven would have barely aged a day. So, whilst it might be forever for me, it would not be for him. Raven cocked his head. “Asha, what is it?” I looked away. “Nothing. It’s nothing.” He took hold of my chin and turned me to face him. “Something is bothering you; I can feel it. There are no secrets between us, remember? What’s wrong?” I chewed my lip, trying to think of the right words. “It’s something Ffion said. About how long-lived your kind are—about how you’re practically immortal.” “But you already knew that.” “That’s not the problem. It’s me that’s the problem. I’m not like you, Raven. I’m human. Mortal. What happens when I get old? When I…die?” He stared at me for a moment as if puzzled by the question. “There’s nothing to worry about, Asha. Fae mates share the same fate. The moment you became my mate, your life-force became that of the Fae. You are as immortal as I am, Asha.” My jaw dropped and I gaped at him, stunned. You are as immortal as I am. Had he really just said that? Had he really just said that so matter-of-factly, as though it was the most normal thing in the world? “I’m what?” I said incredulously. “What the hell are you talking about? I’m human, not a Fae!” “That doesn’t matter. The bond sustains you now. You have the same life-force as I do.” “And you didn’t think to tell me this?” “I didn’t think it would be an issue.” “You didn’t think it was an issue? Are you serious?” I jumped to my feet. He had assumed I would be okay with becoming immortal? Without even discussing it with me first? Without even telling me? “Asha, what’s wrong?” “What’s wrong?” I snapped. “What’s wrong? You’ve just told me I’m going to live for what? Hundreds, thousands of years? Jeez, Raven! Why didn’t you discuss this with me?” He blinked. “I assumed you knew.” “Well, you assumed wrong! I’m human, Raven. I’m not meant to live that long. All that time…almost eternity.” The scale of the thought staggered me. It was too much for me to take in. I pressed a hand to my forehead. “Oh hell. Oh, holy hell.” He reached out a hand but I stepped back. “You should have told me! What else is there that I don’t know? What else have you been keeping from me?” His lavender eyes flashed. “Sit down and we can talk about this—” A sudden pounding on the door cut off his words. Hawk’s voice called, “Raven! Come on, we’re late! They’re all waiting!” Raven cursed under his breath. “I have to go. We’ll talk about this later. Okay?” I crossed my arms but didn’t reply. Raven looked as though he was about to say more, but then spun on his heel and strode to the door. He paused and glanced back at me on the threshold, then pulled open the door and left. I sank onto the chair and blew out a long breath. Immortal. How could I be immortal? And how could Raven have thought it wouldn’t bother me? For the first time since I’d met him, our differences loomed like a chasm between us. He was Fae. I was human. No matter the bond that joined us, we remained so very different. Immortality. My human brain struggled to comprehend the concept. For a Fae, it would have been as simple as breathing. For me? For me, the idea of all those years stretching out into eternity was utterly terrifying. And Raven had not even asked me. Had not given me the choice. That stung more than anything. I suddenly felt very alone. I had nobody to discuss this with. I was the only human in a world of Fae. None of them would understand, not even, it seemed, my mate. My gaze came to rest on the platter of chocolates. I scooped it onto my knee and began popping them into my mouth.
KJ Baker was born in London to an English mother and an American father. She grew up a stone’s throw from Hampstead Heath which remains one of her favourite places in the world. During her twenties she spent several years living in San Francisco where she developed an abiding love of bagels before returning to her beloved London. She lives in south London with her husband and a very grumpy bulldog.
Samantha Young has revealed the cover for Here With Me!
Releasing: May 11, 2021
Cover Design: Hang Le
Settled in the tranquil remoteness of the Scottish Highlands, Ardnoch Estate caters to the rich and famous. It is as unattainable and as mysterious as its owner –ex-Hollywood leading man Lachlan Adair–and it’s poised on the edge of a dark scandal.
After narrowly escaping death, police officer Robyn Penhaligon leaves behind her life in Boston in search of some answers. Starting with Mac Galbraith, the Scottish father who abandoned her to pursue his career in private security. To re-connect with Mac, Robyn will finally meet a man she’s long resented. Lachlan Adair. Hostility instantly brews between Robyn and Lachlan. She thinks the head of the Adair family is high-handed and self-important. And finding closure with Mac is proving more difficult than she ever imagined. Robyn would sooner leave Ardnoch, but when she discovers Mac is embroiled in a threat against the Adairs and the exclusive members of the estate, she finds she’s not yet ready to give up on her father.
Determined to ensure Mac’s safety, Robyn investigates the disturbing crimes at Ardnoch, forcing her and Lachlan to spend time together. Soon it becomes clear a searing attraction exists beneath their animosity, and temptation leads them down a perilous path. While they discover they are connected by something far more addictive than passion, Lachlan cannot let go of his grip on a painful past: a past that will destroy his future … if the insidious presence of an enemy lurking in the shadows of Ardnoch doesn’t do the job first.
Samantha is the New York Times, USA Today and Wall Street Journal bestselling author of over forty books, several of which have been nominated for Goodreads Choice Awards. She writes adult contemporary and paranormal romance, YA urban fantasy and YA contemporary fiction. Her books have been published in 28 languages in 30 countries. She resides in Scotland.
RELEASE BLITZ Title: Mourning Wood Author: Heather M. Orgeron Genre: Romantic Comedy Release Date: March 4, 2021
She’s hard up. He’s just hard…
After an ill-fated one-night stand, Wyatt Landry was the last person I ever expected to see again.
By design, mind you, as I spent the last two years avoiding him.
He was only ever meant to be a good time—a really good time—and now, thanks to one teensy little mistake, he’s back in my life and wielding an entirely different set of tools.
It’s not like I intentionally hired a bogus contractor to redo our chapel, and Lord knows I never imagined Wyatt would ride up in his pickup truck, like a knight in thigh-hugging blue jeans, to save the day.
But here he is, and to make matters worse, he’s every bit as charming as I remember, and before I can fully process his reappearance in my life, he has my six-year-old daughter wrapped around his finger, my parents eating out of the palm of his hand, and my best friend shipping us like we’re some celebrity couple.
Thankfully, working in the death industry, I’ve mastered the skill of compartmentalization. Keeping my growing feelings tucked away should be a piece of cake. Except, seeing him every day definitely throws a wrench in that plan.
Before I know it, we’re trading favors for dates, and as much I don’t want to admit it, the feelings for him I thought were dead and buried are taking root and growing into something that looks a lot like love.
Daigle Family Funeral Services… don’t be caught dead any place else.
Heather M. Orgeron is a Cajun girl with a big heart and a passion for romance. She married her high school sweetheart two months after graduation and her life has been a fairytale ever since. She’s the queen of her castle, reigning over five sons and one bossy little princess who has made it her mission in life to steal her Momma’s throne. When she’s not writing, you will find her hidden beneath mounds of laundry and piles of dirty dishes or locked in her tower (aka the bathroom) soaking in the tub with a good book. She’s always been an avid reader and has recently discovered a love for cultivating romantic stories of her own.
T.L. Anderson | Amanda Cuff | Kim Deister | Victoria Ellis | Cady Verdiramo
Caitlyn Fournier | A.M. Johnson | K Leigh | Amanda Richardson | J.R. Rogue
Katia Rose | D.S. Wrights
Release Date: March 4
The world as we knew it was gone… And we were the ones left to pick up its pieces.
Mad Cruel World
As the world began to recover from a global pandemic, an unknown event caused the planet to go dark. No phones, no cars, no hospital equipment, no electricity whatsoever. The world is now a wasteland through and through. Disease, famine, and war spread like wildfire. Some are lucky enough to have found refuge, and some have been left to fend for themselves.
Some have lost their husbands, their wives, their best friends…
Will they ever see them again?
Mad Cruel World asks the question: what happens to love in a world gone dark?
All of the stories featured in the Mad Cruel World Anthology are meant to be read as complete standalones and are not continuations of each other.
COVER REVEAL Title: Dark Lies Series: House of Sin Duet #2 Author: Clarissa Wild Genre: Dark Romance Cover Design: Clarissa Wild’s Booming Covers Release Date: March 25, 2021
Every dark wish, Costs a lie to make reality.
“Punish me.” Just two words sealed my fate. Eli took me and made me his. I didn’t know the submission he’d demand from me. Or the secrets I kept buried deep inside. But there was more beyond this dark wish of mine. More hidden behind those perfect dark lies of his. Because it wasn’t just my soul that craved redemption. And when a powerful man becomes obsessed with a woman … He’ll do whatever it takes to twist her… Keep her… And own her.
I approach her, but she keeps backing away until we reach the wall. She holds up a flat hand to push me just far enough so I can’t get near. “Stop.” “Or what? Are you scared of me now?” I ask, cocking my head. “You never were … You just told yourself that so it would be easier to hate me. To say that I’m the enemy.” “You are,” she hisses back, looking up at me with those same doe-like eyes that always make my cock hard, even now. I groan with frustration because I know I’ve had my share already, but it’s never enough. “Come, Amelia. Don’t make this harder than it already is,” I say, grabbing for her hand. She tears away from my grip. “No. Give me a reason.” “Because I need you,” I blurt out loud enough to shut her up. Or maybe, just maybe, it’s because of the words I said. It’s quiet for some time and I close my eyes and grumble to myself. I should not have said that. I really shouldn’t have. “Do you mean it?” she asks. I sigh out loud and look away, unable to face my own emotions, let alone hers. “Look at me when you tell me you want to take away my freedom just so you can have your way,” she says through gritted teeth. “Look at me!” For the first time it’s not me who’s the master … it’s her. She’s the master of my strings, always has been, from day one. Her. This has always been for her and because of her. And I knew from the beginning all of this was going to be my undoing. And yet I could never, ever stop. A wretched smile forms on my face. “Yes.” Hatred fills her eyes, the look of which hurts far more than any of the scars on my back ever could. “You can take my body. Destroy my soul. But my heart … that needs to be earned. And you have wasted your chance,” she says, her voice riddled with agony and despair. “So take me. Take whatever’s left of me. But know when you do that it was you—not my sin, or the loss of my loved ones—who destroyed me.” Her words are razor sharp, sharper than any blade I’ve ever used to cut someone with. But the look in her eyes is as icy as never before. Like she flipped a switch and turned herself off. “I’ll come on one condition.” She swallows. “Let the other girls go.” I take in a deep breath. “You know I can’t do that. They’re not innocent.” “April is. Let her go,” she says. This is wearing me down. “I can’t, and you know why. April’s with us for a reason.” Her nostrils flare. “You can’t even commit to this one request? Just one?” I let out a long, drawn-out sigh and look away. “I will see what I can do to … quicken the process.” She makes a face. “Fine.” I grab her hand before she changes her mind and makes this even more difficult. “Good. Then let’s go.” When I turn around and walk, her immobility makes me stop. “Wait.” “You know this will make you a sinner too, right?” she says. “Like you said. No one is without sin.” I frown before a wicked smile spreads on my lips, and I lean in, still holding her hand tight. “Exactly. I was born a sinner and I’m going to die a sinner.”
Clarissa Wild is a New York Times & USA Today Bestselling author of Dark Romance and Contemporary Romance novels. She is an avid reader and writer of swoony stories about dangerous men and feisty women. Her other loves include her hilarious husband, her two crazy but cute dogs, and her ninja cat that sometimes thinks he’s a dog too. In her free time she enjoys watching all sorts of movies, playing video games, reading tons of books, and cooking her favorite meals.
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To the world, she’s known as Henley Greene. To me, she’s a little doll— a toy to be played with and tossed to the side once no longer wanted. She will pay for her betrayal however I deem necessary.
Make You Beg, a dark bully romance standalone from bestselling author Shantel Tessier is coming March 12th and we have the jaw-dropping cover!
Imagine living in a constant nightmare where you have no control. Running from someone or something, you can hear him getting closer and feel his breath on your neck. You know that no matter what you do, he’s going to get you. He will win. But I don’t have just one. I have four. Ryan Scout, Van Rellik, Dax Monroe, and Grayson Law are the Reapers of Westbrook High, my ex-best friends, and now my biggest enemies. They run the school and own this town. They want nothing more than to make me pay for what I saw that night at Death Valley. A sick and twisted game that leaves me dirty and bruised with torn clothing. So how did I fall in love with one? I was raised to fear the dark side, but he showed me it was in the dark where the truth came to light. He played with me until my body craved his touch. I was going to prove I could be his most trusted servant in every form of the word. Whether kneeling before him or lying on my back, my sole purpose in life was to be his. But when you’re a toy everyone likes to play with, you’re bound to end up broken.
Make You Beg: A Dark Bully Romance was previously published in the Bully Me: Class of 2020 Anthology but has now been reworked and expanded into a new full-length story.