I glanced up, and was filled with warmth and need all the way to my toes. Dillion was standing there, only in his boxers, arms crossed over his chest, causing his muscles to bulge. I swallowed hard, my mouth suddenly dry. He was gorgeous, When he touched me, I melted. I was in love with this man.
My God she is gorgeous, Dillion thought as he leaned against the door jamb and watched her hips sway to the music. At that moment, he knew he was in love with her.
She is mine! I watched over her as she slept. I had read her innermost thoughts. Sara will realize that she loves me, not Dillion. I will have her no matter what.
Stephanie and Chase were best friends growing up. He was her first love, her first lover. They were going to live happily ever after until till the day he left.
Now he's back. Can Stephanie trust him again?
I’m Natalie Porter, and I have spent my entire life with the dead. I have always seen and helped the dead find their lasting peace…until now. Now, I’m watching the innocent die. I don’t know how to stop him, and I’m not sure I can. The killer communicates with me. He haunts me with his deep, evil laugh, enjoying the torture he inflicts as he’s preying on the innocent. He is trying to find the perfect way to make me suffer. I don’t understand why he hates me or what I did to him. I know I have to find him, to stop him before more people die or I do. No one can help me; this is my destiny to face him. He wants me to die. I want him to look me in the eye and try to kill me. I want to see the face of the monster who inflicts such pain. I’m waiting for him to come. I have to face him alone. I’m drawing on all my abilities to be ready to fight. I know one of us will die. I pray That it’s him, and I have the strength to survive.
Going to Prison for ten years should have made my feelings for her easier to handle… It hasn’t. She became a drug, a real-life fantasy. She’s my reason for survival. The day of my release, the last person I expected to see was the one person I needed to see the most, Macy. Will I be able to control my craving and need for her?
The only thing I can think of is being buried deep in her core and listening to her scream my name. Hearing what my brother, Jack has done to the woman I love causes my blood to boil. He will pay for all the pain he has caused and all the things he has made her do. I will kill him with my bare hands. Blood doesn’t always come first when you have a family like mine.