MM EROTIC HORROR Some stories aren’t just painted in blood—they’re carved into flesh, leaving nothing but ruin in their wake. I survived his world, but not without changing me. Not without sinking me with him into the void. Turns out, sometimes, in order to set something free, you have to destroy it. The game isn’t over. The lessons aren’t finished. And the deeper I go, the harder it is to tell where he ends and I begin. THIS IS NOT A ROMANCE.... THIS IS STOCKHOLM... TOXIC WITH NO - ABSOLUTELY NO HAPPY ENDING.. THIS IS MORE OF PSYCHOLOGICAL EROTIC HORROR. LEVEL VOID III

"MM EROTIC HORROR"Static White EROTIC HORRORDual Pov I wasn’t supposed to feel this way about him... the man dating my sister. But no matter how much I try to focus on other women, my mind keeps circling back to him. It started as unease, an itch I couldn’t scratch, a feeling that there was something off about him. Then it grew... an obsession I couldn’t control. Secrets aren’t meant to come into the light, and monsters should stay under the bed. I thought I was smart enough to keep my distance, but with him, logic vanishes. There’s no sense—only madness. The deeper I dig, the darker it gets. He’s not just a man with secrets...he’s something much worse. And I’ve made one fatal mistake...stepping into his world. Now, it’s not just about uncovering the truth. It’s about surviving it. THIS IS NOT A ROMANCE.... THIS IS STOCKHOLM... TOXIC WITH AN UNCONVENTIONAL HAPPY ENDING.. THIS IS MORE OF PSYCHOLOGICAL EROTIC HORROR.

"MM EROTIC HORROR"Static White EROTIC HORRORDual Pov I wasn’t supposed to feel this way about him... the man dating my sister. But no matter how much I try to focus on other women, my mind keeps circling back to him. It started as unease, an itch I couldn’t scratch, a feeling that there was something off about him. Then it grew... an obsession I couldn’t control. Secrets aren’t meant to come into the light, and monsters should stay under the bed. I thought I was smart enough to keep my distance, but with him, logic vanishes. There’s no sense—only madness. The deeper I dig, the darker it gets. He’s not just a man with secrets...he’s something much worse. And I’ve made one fatal mistake...stepping into his world. Now, it’s not just about uncovering the truth. It’s about surviving it. THIS IS NOT A ROMANCE.... THIS IS STOCKHOLM... TOXIC WITH AN UNCONVENTIONAL HAPPY ENDING.. THIS IS MORE OF PSYCHOLOGICAL EROTIC HORROR.

Brooklynite Eva Mercy is a single mom and bestselling erotica writer, who is feeling pressed from all sides. Shane Hall is a reclusive, enigmatic, award-winning literary author who, to everyone's surprise, shows up in New York. When Shane and Eva meet unexpectedly at a literary event, sparks fly, raising not only their past buried traumas, but the eyebrows of New York's Black literati. What no one knows is that twenty years earlier, teenage Eva and Shane spent one crazy, torrid week madly in love. They may be pretending that everything is fine now, but they can't deny their chemistry - or the fact that they've been secretly writing to each other in their books ever since. Over the next seven days in the middle of a steamy Brooklyn summer, Eva and Shane reconnect, but Eva's not sure how she can trust the man who broke her heart, and she needs to get him out of New York so that her life can return to normal. But before Shane disappears again, there are a few questions she needs answered... With its keen observations of Black life and the condition of modern motherhood, as well as the consequences of motherless-ness, Seven Days in June is by turns humorous, warm and deeply sensual. Alternate cover edition of ISBN 9781538719107.

“You’ve haunted me, and I can’t be haunted anymore. I need to be clean.” Killers. Psychopaths. Pure evil. The media has many names for them. I used to call them my best friends. Tate Riley and Silas Watts had been my protectors for as long as I could remember. Then, we grew up, and something shifted—so slowly at first that I didn’t realize it was happening until it was too late. They tricked me. They used me. They ruined me. So, I left, and I didn’t look back. But not long after, tragedy struck. I found myself in their crosshairs again, and this time, they were hellbent on revenge. Somehow, I managed to escape with my life that night. The world believes I’m their accomplice when, in reality, I’m their final girl. And I know I won’t be able to run forever.

*Book one of a duet* When Ophelia Winters accepts a scholarship at a prestigious Scottish university to prove that her parents' death was the fault of Cain Green, an American aviation tycoon, her plan is simple; keep her grades up and her head down. The last thing she wants is to wind up in a mafia war or step on the toes of royalty. Her plan gets off to a rocky start when the mysterious man that almost kills her on her first day turns out to be Cain's eldest son. As far as she’s concerned, Alex Corbeau-Green is a younger version of his billionaire father. A monster hiding beneath a beautiful facade. Loneliness has been Ophelia’s only dependable companion for years, but when anonymous threats and mysterious occurrences start to haunt her time at Sorrowsong, she wonders if she really can survive there on her own. Between being paired together for a project and ending up as each other’s alibi for a murder, avoiding Alex becomes increasingly impossible. She begins to fall for the soft heart that hides beneath his hard exterior. Tormented by a malicious stalker and growing closer to Alex, Ophelia’s desperation for revenge wavers for the first time. Can she really bring herself to pull the trigger on Cain now that she knows the family it’ll split into two?__________ Dark Academic Romance - Enemies to Lovers - Slow Burn - University Setting This work is dark in places and contains several triggers throughout. Please heed the warnings before reading.