Dark Romance

The Prisoned series, book two: In this prison, we weren't just guards. We were animals. I captured the guilty. Locked them inside our prison. Tortured their bodies and abused their minds. I had murdered hundreds. Never recognized one. Until her face. Until that scream. I was hired to take her life. But first, I had to figure out how she ruined mine. \WARNING\ "Animal" is an extremely dark novel. There are strong sexual themes, drug usage, physical abuse and torture that could trigger and/or cause emotional suffering. You have been warned. \ \ \ \ \* \ Note READING ORDER \ The Prisoned series should be read in the following order, to ensure the best understanding of the overall stories: Book #1: Prisoned Book #2: Animal Book #3: Monster

Alpha (noun): 1) Having the highest rank in a dominance hierarchy 2) The most powerful man in a group 3) Liam Black He was a stranger to me, a dark and dangerous presence who materialized from the shadows one rainy night to save me from a vicious attack. I didn’t know his name or where he was from. All I knew was that the only place I’d ever felt safe was in his arms. But safety is an illusion. And not every savior is a hero. And—as I’d soon find out—having an alpha save your life comes with a price. Liam Black wanted something from me in return.

Machiavellian is the first of three books set in the savage world of the Gangsters of New York series. I hungered to be seen. There were three things I knew about Capo Macchiavello: He was gorgeous. He was reclusive. He was considered one of New York’s most savage animals. And he wanted me as his wife. A simple arrangement – you do for me, I do for you. Nothing owed, no expectations. Except for one: never leave. Life was never that simple, though. By the age of twenty-one, I was parentless, jobless, and homeless, and I had come to learn the hard way that nothing was ever free. Even kindness comes with strings. Capo might’ve been the only man to ever see me, but I had made a vow to myself: I would never owe anyone anything. Most of all, the man I called boss. I killed to stay hidden. Mariposa Flores thought she owed nothing to no one, but she owed everything…to me, the ghost the world had once called The Machiavellian Prince of New York.

Words are my weapon. Stories wrap around my soul, choking me, capturing you. I don't work in dreams. I don't offer escapes. I cage you within my nightmares. Magnolia Grace is a horror writer, despite what the name might suggest. One of the best in the business, if you asked around. Pressure comes with that title. Expectation for the next nightmare. The next bestseller. Sickness. That's what it is. She can't be healthy. Because that means she won't write. And she hasn't been writing. A looming deadline and a crumbling psyche drive her into the woods. To a cabin which was the site of a grizzly murder. A serial killer, butchering women, toying with her. Her plan is to borrow some of the horror that seeped into the soil. But hers follows her. The woods are meant to be her escape. But they are almost her demise. Almost. He was an unlikely saviour. An unlikely muse. He has horrors of his own. A motorcycle club looking to settle a score. A soul too broken to offer her anything but pain.