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The Assassins Possession
Instead of free bottle service at the club, Lanoir got blood and gore when she entered the dark alleyway. She never expected to see an assassination in progress or the face of the cold blooded killer staring back at her. The fact that she had seen too much should have sealed her fate. Instead, Lanoir is ushered into the dark life of murder for hire, and the silent, handsome man with the steely, gray eyes is her guide.Crazy, too damn crazy even for Lanoir to believe, she actually finds herself falling for this man! A man whose love for her burns brighter each and every day. Now, running for their lives, can Jax keep her safe? Or will the hired guns snuff out their love just when it
The Mayor
" I could protect you, you know... if you allowed me. They all are afraid of me here. They will listen to anything I tell them to, isn't that right?""Yes, Mayor." The towns people agreed "Shouldn't I be as well?" she asked.He smiled a sweet smile. One that spoke of hidden messages. Messages she couldn't figure out.She didn't know if it was good or bad for her. "Everyone's a little afraid of the dark aren't they? but soon people learn to live with their fears, some even start to love it."His eyes never left her. They pierced her deep, and she tried to look away, she didn't like the feeling of feeling like someone was analyzing her soul.His hand shot up and cupped her chin from across the table. A rough thumb traced over her plumb bottom lip. "Come on love, I can give you anything... anything your heart desire." "All you have to do is take a poor sinners hand."
The Earthly One
“Come out, come out, wherever you are, dear,” a voice called out into the dark streets of Easten Wood. The night was cold and dark. The streets were bare of any human life except for the two of them. A person couldn’t even see past their hands if they tried. The street lights did very little to illuminate the streets properly. And for him, this was the perfect night to end a life. The only sound that could be heard was the howling of the wind and the hushed whimpers of a frightened young woman. Taking light steps, the unknown figure walked towards his suspecting victim. Quickly turning the corner to the alleyway, he noticed her trying to climb the rusty gate.Her dirty blonde locks were damp and tangled, while her blue sun dress was wet and torn at the bottom. Under the rip in her dress, her leg had a large gash going up her thigh. Blood dropped down her leg heavily. Her attempts were futile as she tried to climb over the wet fence. Her brown boots slipping, unable to get a good grip between the open sections of the gate. “I don't think so, Scum,” he growled while yanking the poor lady onto her back, her body hitting the pavement hard. Her hands rubbed the back of her head where it had hit the ground. She tried to shake away the dizziness.
A Killers Heart
This a a story of two women who deal with their own version of monster in the men they come to love.
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