(Trigger warning: this book has some elements of dark romance with an unhinged ML) "Would you give me your surname or better take mine then? Will you be the lucky man?" I blurted out having no idea of what I was saying. My head was already in the clouds and blinded by his smile. It calmed the storm in my mind. He laughed. Those dark abysses were truly alluring when they sparkled. His fingers grazed my cheeks, wiping off my tears, before cupping them in his callous palms. "If you love my surname so much." A foolish smile graced my lips, oblivious of the fact that he wasn't joking. "You can't back down now, hubby. You just got a wife." I thought I lost everything when I walked away from Sinclair. I never imagined I’d end up as Alaric Von Duvall’s wife. ******* Her life was written in stone. A perfect life one she always dreamt of. Everything Cassandra wanted was within reach until one night revealed the love she'd trusted was a lie. Betrayal and deceit from those she trusted the most made every belief she had crash down. What she didn’t expect was to stumble into a stranger's arms, into his bed and wake up married. Alaric gave her what she thought she wanted; now she can't take it back. One reckless mistake became a wedding vow. Now she’s trapped inside Alaric’s empire of lies. Married to a stranger who knows more than he’s letting on He’s dangerous. He’s charming. And in front of everyone, he claimed her as his . Caught between Sinclair’s obsession, Alaric’s shadowy intentions, and her family’s betrayal, Cassandra doesn’t know if this marriage will be her downfall… or her salvation.

Warning: Dark Erotic Romance ***** He falls first. He falls harder. And somewhere between love and obsession, he forgets the difference. ****** I never imagined my holiday would end with me bent over a kitchen counter while the last man I should ever want touched me like a sin, hidden in the dark as my best friend searched the house for me. “You can still run, princess,” Vaughn whispered against my skin, his voice low enough to ruin good decisions. Heat crawled through me. I should have pushed him away. Instead, I tilted my chin up. “Fuck me if you dare, Vaughn.” His jaw tightened. Something dangerous flickered in his eyes. “You really don’t know when to stop,” he growled. And maybe that was the problem. Neither did he. ******** If a red flag were a person it would be Vaughn Draven. Dangerous, irresistible, and impossible to ignore. He has it all: fame, fortune, and looks. His mere presence makes other men insecure, and every woman falls at his feet except the one who glares at him as if he were poison. Annika Reed, his best friend’s baby sister, is the one girl he absolutely cannot have. The sheltered yet fiery princess of the Reed family makes him burn with frustration and desire. She hates him, and he should hate her, especially knowing his best friend would kill him if he ever crossed the line. Yet every glare, every word of disdain only makes him want her more, even when he tells himself he should not. She swore she would never want him, but when trouble comes knocking and her brother asks the one man she cannot stand to watch over her, tension ignites, and a single mistake leads to a kiss she cannot forget. The line she swore she would never cross begins to blur. Once you taste the forbidden, there is no difference between hatred and obsession, and he wants her as much as he hates her. The forbidden fruit is always the sweetest.