One Star

I live in a world where women are a commodity. The only value we have is as bargaining chips for men who crave more power. We are to be silent, unseen, to do as we are told. But I don’t want to be anyone's property. I want to be the one in control of my destiny. But my past doesn’t want to forget me and my present wants to consume me. I am the object of desire for three dark and deranged men who show no mercy and know no limitations to their depravity. Three men who will do anything in order to make me theirs. To them I am a commodity. A shiny toy to be encased behind glass. Too fragile for the world around me but breakable at their whims. If need be I’ll remain their little sleeping beauty. \In Dreams is a dark reimagining of Sleeping Beauty.\

Groupie /ˈɡro͞opē/ a person, especially a young woman, who regularly follows a celebrity in the hope of meeting or getting to know them. See example Tiffany Wendel: Whore. Slut. Cleat Chaser. I’m used to the names so they don’t bother me. These are my boys. My friends. So what if I like to have dirty sex with them? My body is no one’s business but mine. Why is Rowen Flanigan making me re-think how I live my life? Making me question my choices? He’s only a rookie. rook·ie /ˈro͝okē/ a member of an athletic team in his first full season in that sport. See example Rowen Flanigan: Player. Son of a legend. Rookie. Sure, I’d heard the stories of the groupies before. Who hasn’t? I’ve just been more sheltered than my teammates. So what? I didn’t expect her to be smart. Witty. Kind. She brings me to my knees in every way – except one. That part? I’m saving until the time is right. So how in the hell did I end up falling for a Groupie like Tiffany? And how in the hell is this going to work when everyone at my job has had a piece of the one thing I haven’t?

She was his. His Property. His Possession…His. Trapped in a world of dark decadence, the innocent Corinne is now bound to obey her new husband’s every depraved desire. She is his little doll, to be played with and punished as he pleases. Every night she is brought to his chamber after being dressed by her nanny at his command. Each night is different. Will she be a baby doll? A kitten? Something more sinful? She is his little captured bird. Will she fly away and escape or learn to love her gilded cage? Warning. This is a dark daddy dom historical romance. There are no cuddles or caresses in this hero’s castle. If the heroine’s cry in the night will shock and disturb you, then please do not purchase this book.