He’s a rich bad boy. She’s a damaged beauty… Same old story?
Not even close.
Because he’s not just gorgeous, he’s deadly. He lures women into his deceptive web and tortures them into submission, LOVES them to death, and won’t stop until they’ve fallen for their captor. Won’t stop until they’ve loved him with their last breath…
But this time, he’s taken the wrong girl. This time, he may be captured instead, his heart chained by an astonishingly well matched foe.
Why would a beautiful Night Demon fall in love with a human?
Dawn never got over her first love. Nightly dreams of his rough passion scathed her skin and his delicious pain lingered long after she woke. But After that brutal night under the moon that bled crimson into the sky, he disappeared, and she didn’t know why.
Then suddenly, the love she lost reappeared and breathed life back into her veins. But when she touched him she felt something dark hiding beneath his surface and when she slept with him, she realized he wasn’t her love at all. Already confused and lost, she stumbles upon a naked girl restrained hideously in his basement and the mystery of her terrifying past begins to unravel…
How can I admit that I’m falling for the one thing I fear the most?
My name is Faith: Tortured sex slave turned brutal serial killer. Men have abused my body for inhuman pleasures, hurt me and made me feel helpless. But now… They fear me.
I wish I could say that it’s purely for the good of the world that I kill them slowly and give them a taste of what they have made others feel, but that would be a lie. Turns out, I have a lust for blood and get off on making THEM my slave. They may be way past being offended at that point, but I sure enjoy my living dead boys.
Just one small problem. I am falling for my newest conquest and don’t know if I can kill him. He supposedly sexually assaulted a woman horribly ten years ago and is currently on parole for the crime, but something about those genuine sea green eyes and that beguiling mouth makes me weak. I’ll still tie him up but what happens next- will make us both scream.
Something about his darkness and pain calls to my own, and though he knows I could kill him at any time, he still fights to possess me in every dripping, consuming and tantalizing way.
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How can I admit to myself that I have fallen for the one thing I fear the most? I should kill him, as I have visited bloody death on many others just like him but…
Instead I have let him inside me. Deeply, painfully and with all-consuming psychotic passion. My body hums when he hurts it, as he’s brought out a hidden side of me that thrives off his rough touch. I have never felt so alive.
Here he is by my side as we travel the country, staying in the finest hotels and savagely getting revenge on those who have sexually tortured me. What a ride. Kill, rough sex. Try to kill each other, more rough sex… And repeat.
But something changes my dark lover with each kill and I fear I will lose him forever. The blood thirsty beast he struggles to keep locked up within thrashes against its cage, and I don’t know how much time we have left together. Oh, but I WILL make the most of it.