When Kean, a human-Incubus mix, wakes up naked, collared, and locked in a cell, he knows thinking with his dick has finally gotten him into trouble. To gain his freedom, Kean must save a Sempire’s life, but she refuses his help, even though the lust between them is undeniable.
Araya, a human-Sempire mix, is dying. Being a romantic at heart, she desires love and monogamy and refuses to accept her demon nature. When her mother enlists Kean to save her, she fights the incredible temptation he presents.
Determined to escape and to help Araya, Kean ups the stakes and forces Araya into a situation that makes it impossible for her to continue refusing him. Feeling betrayed, Araya enacts a scheme to get Kean out of her life, but that scheme may awaken emotions that will bind them to each other forever.
Joel and Jethro. Roommates. Total hunks. Inseparable friends. Hot as hell.
Meet my fantasy boyfriends. Aren’t they just the sexiest, cutest thing? I know, right? They totally are. They are hot, too hot for a quiet—and obsessed with them—girl working in a bookshop.
That’d be me, by the way.
There’s also the tiny problem of Joel wanting another girl. And as for Jethro, well… he doesn’t do girls. Or maybe he doesn’t do relationships. He certainly doesn’t do boys, so he isn’t doing his best and very male friend… right? Much less his male friend and me at the same time.
So it’s fine to crush on them. And write a serial story on my blog in which we are together. All three of us.
I mean, it’s okay. It’s perfectly safe. They’ll never even know I exist, much less find out about my blog and my secret fantasy about them.
...Yeah, that’s what I thought, too.
“Each choice and action made can either make or break you—in my case, it’s
left me with a gaping hole that I fill every day with guilt, shame, and regret. I
should’ve saved him. I could’ve. But I didn’t. Sometimes late at night when
my demons haunt me, I wish I could go back. Back to when I was that naive,
punk kid who thought the world was full of rainbows and butterflies. Back to
where my soul didn’t feel so stained and broken. But I can’t. I have to live with
my failures. And it doesn’t matter how hard I run, there’s no escaping my guilt.”
Cooper Hensley is the perfect front man for Damaged Souls. After returning
from his time as a Marine, all he wants to do is to bury himself into the
rock and roll lifestyle with music, alcohol, and one night stands. Chasing sweet oblivion to numb his pain, nothing can rattle his carefully guarded heart . . . that is until Caylee Sawyer comes looking for the man she believes a hero,
the best friend of her dead husband.
What she finds instead is someone broken, someone who needs to forgive
himself and move on, someone who affects her so completely, she can’t walk away. But can she convince him to lower his guard long enough for her to claim his heart? And when he does, will she be prepared for the consequences?