RATED D for DARK and DISTURBINGLY EROTIC ENOUGH SAID Before I was Captain Jordan Bishop of the USMC... Before I was known as His Excellency, The Bishop... Before…I was a Master... I was simply Jordan... I was evil... I was… A MONSTER I prowled the streets of Hollywood, hidden by the shadows. Stalking the minds of women, I fed my insatiable hunger for tears, pain & total control This is my twisted story...in my words It’s not romantic I’m not a hero There is no happily ever after for me (This book can be read as a stand alone)

I’m in love with a beautiful monster named Jordan Bishop. He isn’t the kind of guy most girls would chase. He’s the strong, arrogant, silent type…ya know, a total prick with this mysterious thing that’s just so irresistible. His evil charm is something I want and need…a thing I can’t possibly live without. He warned it would happen, and it did. He now possesses all of me. I woke one day and he was gone, along with all the color and life I had. I’d give anything to have that monster back. This is my twisted love story…It isn’t pretty… He is my hero and I would do anything for him, even become a monster too. I hope one day I’ll find him again and live happily ever after. Even monsters deserve happiness...don't they?

Even after crossing into the new lifestyle I continue to hunt Now,the prey is willing, but old habits never die I'm a Master and still a Monster I instruct & sell slaves to other dominant men and keep those I choose as my own . . . especially that one My reputation is spoken of in hushed & reverent tones...My lust for tears is now legendary, but, I have unfinished business that needs to be put to rest before I can go any further. So, I prowl the dungeons of New York City Hidden by the shadows... Stalking the minds of slaves I feed my insatiable hunger for tears, pain, total control & an unrivaled...Vengeance This is my twisted story It’s still not romantic But, I may be a hero Okay... I'm still a monster, but I've become one hell of a Master

VERY DARK content ahead. You've been warned. •´¸.•\´¨) ¸.•\¨) (¸.•´ (¸.•`✫\¨\One deviation from your path and everything could become totally twisted•´¸.•\´¨) ¸.•\¨)¸.•`✫\¨\ I’m Jordan Bishop . . . a sadist to the core. I get off inflicting psychological pain . . . it really is an art i leave a trail of tears and broken minds wherever I go I’m evil . . a monster . . . I don’t apologize for what I am or the things I do Many have tried to hate me . . .only to find themselves hating to love me. I was on my way to one last victim before heading into the Marines All was going as planned . . . until i met Kash I’m Kash Kendrick. . . I‘m the first sergeant at arms for the Vagabond Vipers M.C... I guess you could say I like to hurt people . . . a lot Somewhere along the line my wiring got screwed up . . . Fighting and fucking became one and the same If i do one without the other . . . someone will die I have a growing pile of bodies stackin’ up in the desert and that shit has to stop, but i can’t get enough Blood . . . Sex . . . Pain I’m a beast . . . a demon . . and I’ll find my fix no matter what I’d never met anyone quite as psycho as me . . . until i met Jordan We're not looking for love or romance—we're looking to destroy you.

Seven sins—seven sinners—one regret—still no apologies. I’m still not looking for love, romance, or some bullshit happily ever after, and I’m still no one’s hero—but I am still an honest, ruthless prick. This time, I have my sights set on sins—the seven deadly to be more precise. Over the first two years I was in the Corps I continued to hunt, and what better place to find sinners than Las Vegas? I checked them all off my list—some multiple times—but I still couldn’t get my head right until that one deadly sin and the other heavenly virtue. I had an option of throwing away my entire life or choosing a new one. It was a close call, but I think I found a way to have my demons and stay out of the brig. Only time would tell. The monster’s still there, the hunger still growls, but now I can safely feed. But, first—let’s talk about sinners and how I love to drink their tears like holy water. Vanity—Wrath—Greed—Sloth—Envy—Gluttony, and Lust were all just a roll of the dice away from being mine. How much do you want to bet I enjoyed them all? A monster doesn’t become a Master overnight and neither did I. Did you really expect anything different?