"You just have no idea." His voice was thick with restraint. "W-what," I breathed. His gaze flicked to my lips as his thumb stroked again. The calloused pad against my soft flesh sent goosebumps down my arms. His once warm eyes were dark as they lifted and bared into my soul. "What you do to... men." His husky whisp...
[COMPLETED] Mackenzie Lemay was hanging out next door at the Montgomery's---a typical day for her, being that her best friend Kylar lived there and it was summer. But what she didn't expect was six-foot-two, brown-haired, blue-eyed, and completely irresistible Zachariah to show up unannounced, throwing her buried, ye...
"What, you don't think I'm a bad boy?" "We're in an camp for delinquents. They're all bad boys here." FIRST BOOK IN THE WICKED SERIES