Madilyn DeRose

Six months ago, Teagan screwed everything up. Sending a message to the wrong person might be innocent enough in some instances, but definitely not this one. She'd never live down that mistake. Summer vacation was supposed to offer a respite from the whispers and stares, but her younger brother's annoying friend had other plans. Being dragged on a trip to a private island with the same friends that played a role in her fall from grace sounded like a nightmare. Then again, there might be far worse things lurking in the shadows. Nobody would believe her if she told them about the masked man she'd seen on the island. They especially wouldnt take her seriously if they knew what happened next. It didn't matter, though. It seemed he had his own game to orchestrate here and he intended to make sure they learned a valuable lesson. The dead can't tell any secrets, after all.

If someone ever needed a picture to conceptualize the term 'emotionally volatile', I'd be the one screaming, "I volunteer as tribute." I was a mess, I couldn't keep a 'real job', and I was prone to angry outbursts at the slightest provocation. TLDR; I was problematic. Toxic, if you believed every one of my exes. If we were looking at the whole picture, I was not a catch. Men didn't want someone difficult like me. They didn't have the patience or the will and I didn't blame them. A boring relationship with a guy that tolerated me was the best I could hope for. That was exactly who I'd been with for the past two years; a boyfriend that was kind of an asshole and barely acknowledged my existence. Then... he showed up. Two years and an ocean had separated us, but now he was back and it seemed like he was on a mission to pull me back into his orbit. Not happening. None for me, thanks. Okay, maybe a bite. Just one, though. I swear.

The thing about obsession is that it can come out of nowhere. One day, you're a fourteen-year-old freshman focused on football. Then, your brother brings a girl home. Not just any girl. Alana Monroe. That was all it took to seal my fate. And hers.It's been twelve years and none of that fatal attraction has left me. It's grown, spread throughout my body like a cancer. But I can't have her yet. Even though Jake is gone, when she looks at my face, she can't help but see him. Being identical was a curse I'd been born with and there was no escaping it. I couldn't let her go, though. I'd never let her go.It was bound to come to this. Fighting it was pointless, so I was gonna play with her a little. Maybe I'd let myself break her. It was time to introduce her to someone else, the monster who had been tracking her every move for so long. I'd rip my brother's memory from her so that she could be free. When she realized who her savior was underneath the mask, she'd no longer see him. She'd see me.It was my turn.

San Francisco was widely known as a hub for technology, sky-high rent prices, and a great night life. What nobody knew was that it was also home to a coven of vampires that had learned to blend in flawlessly. With two powerful leaders keeping things running smoothly, nobody could pose a threat to their way of life. The best threats, though, came from the inside. The only thing Lock loved more than blood was power, which was why he'd been planning a flawless coup d'état for over a decade. Nothing would get in his way. When vampires suddenly started going feral in the streets, however, it was bound to complicate things. Lock was nothing if not imaginative, though. He wasn't afraid to paint the city in red, as long as he got what he wanted in the end. When he met Sam, he found that what he wanted was more volatile than he'd expected. Killing her was the smartest move if he wanted everything to go according to plan. He refused to throw away a decade of planning for some redhead with a bad attitude. San Francisco would be his, even if he had to kill everybody that stood in his way.

In a world as seemingly normal as it can get, there lives a dark secret in the bowels of the city. Dragged into a sketchy club as her best friend’s third wheel, Kiera finds herself face to face with a man that exudes power and eloquence. If she had her way, she would never return to that dark place, but when confronted with a choice that could save her friend from certain death, she unknowingly sacrifices her own freedom to secure his release. Bound by a pact she does not understand, she must navigate his treacherous court and fight for her life in his cruel spectacles. As he prepares her for a battle with a foe that has not been revealed, she begins to wonder if there is something more beneath his malice and beastly nature. Beneath the scars of their pasts may lie a shared longing for worlds just out of their grasp. With each passing day, the intense anger that permeates Kiera’s soul wears him down and forces him to confront his own dark nature. Two worlds hang in the balance, each one teetering so close to the edge, he may not have time to keep them both from falling into ruin. Entangled realms is a spellbinding tale of cruelty, love, and the fierce darkness that lies within us all. It combines magic, curses, and a dark twist on a timeless story of redemption. Or maybe it’s just Stockholm Syndrome.