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263 pages, Kindle Edition
First published October 23, 2014

“I control a billion dollar fortune. I control the news. Give me five minutes and I’ll control you, too. If you could read my mind, you’d probably call me perverted. Unnatural. Manipulative. But I’ve learned to blend in, to be funny and charming. A predator in a designer suit.
I never meant for this to be a love story…
There’s no control here. And what do monsters like me do when control leaves the building?
We attack.”
"I don't want to be a hero. Not unless it serves a purpose. I like the shadows better, where the dark things hide."
"I got nothing. There's just an empty space where my fucks ought to be."
"Why aren't you afraid of me?"








"I collect heart-shaped asses. They taste better when you bite them, see; bleed more, too, depending on where you go in. Leontine Reeves looks like a bleeder.
Fuck, she's going to make me so much money."
"I'm self-serving. Impulsive. I like to please myself, and my desires quiver like dominoes all set up and waiting for the right stroke to make them fall."

"We are like a cut, aren't we? Everything between us just bleeds and bleeds."

"You'd make an excellent sociopath. Just work on your cannibalism, or something."
I pull myself to standing. "Right."
"Or maybe psychopath. Cannibals are psychopaths, right?" she calls.
"There's no difference." I glance back, careful to catch her eye. "They just started using sociopath because too many professionals mistook psychopath to mean psychotic."


Empathy. Jeez. Too much and you're just an annoyance; too little and you're suddenly dangerous.

Rules: I bend them.
Laws: I break them.
There's not a smart mouth in this world that I can't buy.

I'm practising, I told her. And I don't even know why I said that, but it felt right coming out of my mouth.

“Pain is useless without pleasure. One highlights the other, and the tension that simmers between them is the sweetest of lines to cross.”
“They taste better when you bite them, see, bleed more too, depending on where you go in. Leontine Reeves looks like a bleeder.”




Obsession eats everything that desire leaves behind.Aeron Lore seems to be a normal business man that works to quench his desire to make money. However, the gentleman facade he puts up is definitely not who he is. He hates the beige color of his walls, yet he keeps it because its what other people like. It makes his office more comfortable, in turn would make people trust him. Every word and action is to gain the trust of his opponent and then manipulating it to help his cause. After all, what is business without it?
Trust (noun): the warm, fuzzy realization that you have way too much dirt on someone for them to fuck you over.Then, Aeron meets Leontine Reeves aka lioness. And everything changes. She owns a company that can make him a loooooooooooooot of money (See the amount of o's I put there? That's how Aeron feels about it). He uses his normal tactics on her to make her sign the contract, but what he doesn't expect is her fiery attitude to match her name.

I'll have her, every inch, and she'll sweat and shiver in these curious hands. I allow myself so few women; each one must be special. Perfect. Worth the wait. And Leontine brought my her bedroom eyes; I know what she wants. What I want is something different entirely. I'll take it anyway. It's what I do.

Can sociopaths fall in love?Aeron is left to ponder that question (with the help of Google, of course). As Aeron and Leo become closer, secrets and grudges from the past come to light and have the potential to destroy everything. (I'm not joking in the slightest about everything...)

'Watch, grasshoppers, and learn.'
When self-confessed Sociopath and multiple News corp owner, Aeron, wants to buy out Leontine's little tech firm SilentWitn3ss aka 'Instagram for the news', he finds himself with a new obsession.
'There are men who collect hearts. I collect heart-shaped asses. They taste better when you bite them, see; bleed more, too, depending on where you fo in.
Leontine Reeves looks like a bleeder.
Fuck, she's going to make me so much money.'
I am still reeling from the side affects - Lime Craven seriously screwed with my head. This was a dark, twisted, nail biting angsty tale laced with several characters that exhibit disturbing behavioral issues. It is not a read for the faint of heart and if “triggers” turn you off, heed the disclaimer before diving in. There is a goodly amount of situations that may be considering troubling. You’ve been warned. So if you are brave, buckle up and prepare yourself for total mind-fuckery.
Aeron Lore. An accomplished and obscenely wealthy businessman led me on a head-trip like no other. Psycho’s Norman Bates, with all his mommy issues, has nothing on him. Aeron’s unstable childhood was tainted by a certifiably insane mother and thus, developed the taste for bloodthirsty kink. Once I began the journey, I was drawn into the inner sanctum of a madman’s mind. He is a man detached from emotions yet obsessed with success, achievements and a beautiful woman. His character was brilliantly written. Although, I must confess I could not connect with his persona, but was utterly fascinated by him nonetheless. His thoughts and actions were sheer lunacy.
The object of his obsession is the stunning yet equally cuckoo, Leo (Leotine). Once Aeron sets his eyes upon his lioness, he stops at absolutely nothing to claim her…all of her. He is a total Alpha-male consumed by lust and driven by his insatiable sexual desires.
Aeron and Leo have a strained relationship, both in the business world and in the bedroom, where Aeron’s dominance is supreme. Both these characters have deep, mysterious secrets that take time to unearth. Along the way there are several suspenseful plot twists and intense moments. Whenever I thought I grasped the story, the author cleverly spins Leo and Aeron’s world on its axis.
The physical connection, for me, was not passionate or romantic. There was no conventional depiction of ‘love’. Well, there wouldn’t be since both, in my opinion, are sociopaths. To be honest, it took some effort to make my way around a few of the sex scenes. But the struggle was worth it as it exemplified Aeron’s craving for control over Leo, his ‘canvas’.
Reading Sociopath was a unique experience. I viewed it as more of a psychological/suspense read rather than a romance. With that being said, it was an exceptionally well-written good read for me. The story was told from Aeron’s POV, but from time to time he addressed his thoughts directly to the reader…adding an extra layer of eeriness to the story and more insight into his beautifully demented mind. Craven masterfully shifted from first to second person POV, allowing the story to flow. If you are looking for an intense type of tale, Sociopath will not disappoint.




Trust(noun): the warm, fuzzy realization that you have way too much dirt on someone for them to fuck you over.
I grew up an only child, which means you can look at my toys—I'll show them off, in fact—but god help you if you lay a finger on them.
"He told me once that it was a special kind of love—a mongrel of a thing born from desire and obsession, sealed shut like the tightest scar."