Alaska I lie to one of the city’s most ruthless men. And it feels so good. Deception is a drug, and I’m quickly becoming an addict. Each time we speak, Zuko has no idea it’s me. The lie tastes sweet leaving my mouth. I couldn’t stop now, even if I wanted to—which I don’t. He thinks our conversations are more than just sex. He’s wrong. The intimacy he feels is all a facade. Until the day an embodiment of my darkest fantasies walks into my bar, and his unmistakable voice sends a shiver down my spine. It turns out I’m not the one in control. But when he calls tonight, and he will, I’ll be ready… … with a lie. Zuko My job is to hunt. Dispose of problems like they never existed. And I’m incredibly good at my job. It’s brutal and violent. But, then again, so I am. I crave destruction. Death is merely a consequence of my dark pursuits. And I won’t lose a wink of sleep over it, either. Nothing bothers me. No one affects me. Except the vixen with the lilac hair. When I reveal my true self to her, she laughs it off, enticed by the game we play. She’s keeping secrets. And I know all about prying information out of people. She won’t like my methods. But I’ll keep playing her little game until I decide what to do about her. I can’t tell if she is destined to be my wife… … or my next victim. \standalone\

We met at his ex’s wedding, where she uttered their safe word in her vows. Immediately his jaw clenched, and his hands balled into tight fists. Then moments later, he told her I was with him. When in reality, I had snuck into the wedding. As soon as I went to leave, knowing full well I should be far away from him, he gripped my arm and whispered in a low, intimidating voice, “Do you sneak into weddings often?” which had me stuck to the spot. It took only a few moments for me to realize this man was dangerous. And the only logical thing I could do was to kick him where it hurt. Little did I know that man was a hunter. And it took him only a few days to find me… \standalone\

We met for the first time in high school. As adults, we married. But it was all fake. The wedding, us, what he did for a job. None of it was real. Except it was. They say he’s nothing but Mayhem, yet when he’s with me, he’s my salvation. Everything I need and more. The problem is… He has a fascination for blood. I can’t handle it, in more ways than one. He has a fascination for me. I hate it, even though I can’t stop thinking about him either. Some people should not be together, and that’s us; we could never work. But letting go is impossible when my serial killer of a husband is determined to prove me wrong. Moments of Mayhem\> can be read as a complete standalone or third in the series of the Hunter brothers.