Sins of Ashville 4
I screwed up.
Indebted to a vile “businessman”, he offers one chance to pay back my debt, but only if I spend the next two years stripping in his club. Stripping. Catering to the most debauched men I can imagine.
Until I meet Colt.
A man just as twisted. Just as dangerous. But once I willingly climb into his car, I know there’s no turning back. Now, I’m indebted to a car thief. And he has no intent of letting me forget our deal.
Once the fuse is ignited, I have no choice but to watch my world burn.
I prefer cars to people.
Simple as that.
There’s nothing like the roar of a V8 engine, especially if I just stole it and I’m barreling down the highway past every oblivious cop in town. I need adrenaline. The rush. The never-ending pull. It’s the only thing that keeps me away from my other vice…
And then, I decided to bring a stripper home. Someone I can introduce to my love of pain. And even better, a pawn in my ultimate plan for revenge against my brother. Call me cliche. Call me petty. But once this plan is set into action. Ashville will never be the same.
“It was like a rollercoaster: quick, sharp turns, lots of flips and it ended too soon! So sit down, power up and be prepared to have some naughty fun!!” (Eye Candy Bookstore)
I’m not the first to want what I can’t have, but my problem runs irreparably darker than that. My dark lust can’t be sated by normal means, or even slightly less-than-normal means. Role playing and dominant games with their bullshit negotiations and imposed limits don’t do it for me.
I’m not interested in love or the endless complications of a relationship. I don’t even want respect or mutual understanding.
I want pain because pain is the only thing real—the only thing we control and share. The only result of every relationship—every life.
Pain is inevitable, and I’d rather jump to the chase and wrestle it by its thorny horns than wait for it to sneak up on me.
It’s no dream
It’s no nightmare.
It’s the reality of a girl who was determined to make it on her own.
I shot for the moon, got fucked by gravity, and landed in the underworld of the city. Caught between two men—brothers—both equally handsome as they are dangerous. Sex, drugs, and alcohol are the only recognized currencies. Stealing and deceit aren’t just a way of life—they’re a survival skill. A requirement to make it through the next night alive.
People say that looks can be deceiving, but what they fail to realize is that often, even the truth is deceiving.
Devlin promised to help.Colt promised the truth.
The only thing they really want is to see me suffer—each in his own demented way.
Doomed to be the casualty of their inane contest to best and break each other, I’m left imprisoned in darkness. I fight for my life and sanity. Holding on to the small hope that a cocky and sadistic car thief can overcome his own demons long enough to free me. Before it’s too late.
Lines have been crossed.
Promises broken. Souls shattered.
And the worst has only begun.
I didn’t plan. I didn’t think. I violated every rule of a good criminal. And now, she pays the price.
My brother stole her back, seared away her identity with drugs, and spliced her body together with images of my long-dead lover. Devlin wants nothing more than to see me fall. And that’s just what I’ve done.
They say old habits die hard, but old addictions never die. Chasing lines. Chasing demons. Anything to drive the memories away. Maybe it’s too late.
I can’t shake the feeling that I’m bound to Aubrey in some way. I owe her. I need to fulfill our deal. Even though I’m not sure anything will remain when the smoke finally clears.
There is no hell like the one inside your own head.
We set fire to this damn combustible town, and it seemed like we’d follow it down in flames. While every twist seems to leave another broken fragment that we’ll never recover one more dark deal might tip the balances, but is it too late?
Are we already doomed by fate’s hand to experience the destruction we set into motion first hand?
There’s no way we can all walk away now.
If you’re looking for rainbows, butterflies, and happy endings coated in chocolate and caramel, turn back now! This story deals with dark themes and intense situations that aren’t suitable for sensitive readers. If you’re looking for an intense roller coaster of emotions and situations that will warp your sense of right and wrong and drag you through the debauched underworld of crime and deceit, then you’re in the right place.