The Informant

Authors Note

This book is coming to an end, my loves. I'm thinking about two more chapters left. It's crazy how long I've been writing this and it still seems too short, but it's been fun. And a little bitter sweet. I've changed the cover and am in the process of changing the name, just didn't want to confuse you guys until after the book
Is finished.

I've been working on another book this past year, I've got a couple chapters written up, Stalker will be much longer, the chapters sit at about 4,000 words. I thought I'd give you guys a little teaser before I upload the first three chapters. I'm not sure if I want to finish it first before I post or post what I have and keep it going, But let me know what you loves think. Another steamy Russian thriller/romance. 🤪

Enjoy! 😘

Shay knew what she saw, for weeks she'd told herself that what she saw wasn't right, wasn't real. That her mind had somehow conjured up the entire thing. That something was wrong with her subconscious, that it was all sorts of fucked, because how the hell else did it come up with something as crazy as what she'd seen those weeks ago in that alley behind the Gentlemen's Club. Jersey City just didn't have vampires. They weren't real for fucks sakes, Right?  But she had definitely seen something. Because for weeks she'd been trying to talk herself out of it, been trying to forget about all the blood on the pavement, the sharp pointy unrealistic teeth coming from his mouth, and the cold body left limp on the ground. Nothing she does, everywhere she goes, she can't get the gruesome scene out of her head.

Shalyn isn't one to second guess herself. Ever. She is always sure. But this, this somehow stumped her. And she needed to find out the truth. Needed to know if her eyes had betrayed her or if the man who did business with her father was really some sort of monster from old wives tales.