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18 pages, Audible Audio
Published January 14, 2025
Let my tombstone read: tricked by a handsome asshole.
Thorne Calliano.
Raven Flannaghty.
Kyron Harris.
Three names that the unconscious girl with pastel purple hair and tattoos is going to have nightmares about for the rest of her life.
Oh, fuck me. He’s funny, too. I’m not equipped to be surrounded by such a buffet of man-sized delicacies.
“Your mouth keeps saying no. But your body gives away your secrets.”
Right on cue, goosebumps pepper my bare arms. I can feel the heavy fullness in my breasts with how turned on I am, surrounded by his intoxicating scent and charm.
Each of these pricks are House members. Untouchable. Living and existing in a secret world only a few know about.
I don't want that to be my life, and yet these men are intent on forcing me to live through everything my father stood for.
How can I reconcile hating them for what they're putting me through while at the same time being intensely attracted to them?
When we're here at the compound, I am almost tempted to forget who they are and what they are entangled in as part of their secretive society. However, there's no forgetting. And I would be a fool to think for one second they care about anything more than revenge on my father or getting their dicks wet.
Why do I find myself drawn to this girl and wanting to find ways to suck out her pain and poison all in the same damn breath. She's a giant temptation for me.
"It's fucked up. I guess I'm more broken than you bargained for." My eyes drop to the side.
That stirs up a hornet's nest of bristling muscles and clenched jaws. Suddenly there are three men crowding me, each wearing a fierce expression.
"No. It's not that, baby girl" Ky tugs on a strand of my hair before rubbing it between his finger and thumb. These three all seem to be obsessed with my hair.
"Your mayhem matches ours. Nothing is wrong with you."
"Who made you think that?" My wolf isn't touching me freely like the others, but he's stepped close enough that I can see the scars on his lip and eyebrow. His words are low, sounding like a warning.
Like he's already planning who he needs to dispose of.
Well, fuck. That's made me horny for this man all over again.
"No one. I just..."
I don't know how to finish that statement. After a life of being threatened by my father to sell me to some disgusting sadist who would force themselves on me over and over and over without mercy, it feels like I'm messed up in so many ways, if that is something I actually admit to enjoying.
But that's the thing, it is these men who make that fantasy come to life in a way that makes my insides light up with desire.
Only these men.
Thorne reads all of that and more in the story playing out behind my eyes. Sliding fingers into my hair, he guides me to look at him and take in all his masculine beauty. Harsh angles caressed lovely by deep shadows. "Your pleasure belongs to us. No matter what form that comes in. Do you understand?"
There is a shaky exhale that leaves my body. But I nod, because I do believe he understands this part of me. "Thank you."
Jesus. I am an absolute mess for him. For all of them.
With Ky, it's like the thrill of playing with fire. With Thorne, I never know if I'm going to lose a piece of my soul. And with Raven, well, I might end up bleeding out on the floor."
"There's a moment before the sun breaks over the horizon, when you know it's coming, the sky has brightened, and the whole world is starting to morph into color for the first time. That tiny point in time when you grasp that it's no longer gray and darkness swirling around you, but you can distinguish the greens of the forest from the amber tinges to the long grass, and the clouds take on that ethereal kind of pink glow you only see in paintings."
Fox is staring back at me as I talk, and I don't know where the words are coming from. She pulls them out of me in a way that feels so natural - like they've been sitting waiting for her. Locked away for this very moment between the two of us.
"It's my favorite time of day. When everything is still, and the forest is first starting to come to life, and there's so much promise of what might lie ahead after dawn breaks over the horizon.. Ven is my midnight hour. He's alluring and mysterious and makes me want to play in the shadows. Thorne is like my goddamn sun, and I'll follow him wherever he goes. You... you are my dawn. My hope for something fucking good. A glimpse of the world when everything is possible."
“With Ky, it’s like the thrill of playing with fire. With Thorne, I never know if I’m going to lose a piece of my soul. And with Raven, well, I might end up bleeding out on the floor.”