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199 pages, Kindle Edition
First published August 12, 2016


My cock aches for her to hate me. And hate me she will.

One should always beware of the wolf in sheep’s clothing.
In tenebrosity, there is protection. In lightlessness, there is strength. And in submission, there is power.
I see you. I see your sins. I see the very fabric of your soul. It’s beautiful and horrifying. It’s painful yet soothing.




“I see you. I see your sins. I see the very fabric of your soul.”
“Her eyes are fixed on mine, and the feeling is unsettling; it’s as if she’s not just looking at me, she’s looking inside of me. Does she see the beast beneath the pretty veneer?”
“I’m not a hearts and flowers man. If I ever offer her a heart, it will be warm and still beating after carving it …”
“It’s not weak to admit your want, Faye. Strength comes from being honest with yourself about your needs.”
“Even though you fight it, I can smell that you want me, Faye. It pours from your skin and drives me fucking crazy.”



Tonight, I will no longer be me. I will be owned. I will lose the moniker of Faye Craven and become a Hunter. A more fitting name would be prey.
This man slays me with desire. Sick, twisted, dirty desire.
