TREASURE SERIES (1/3) Brinna Harper; a twenty-three year old publicist's assistant with too much fear and not enough self control. After working her way out of an abusive household, Brinna struggles to cope with her need for harmless fun. But even a few harmless thrills add up. When she happens to stumble into a new Las Vegas night club, all morals and responsibilities crumble to the ground. There, she finds a new harmless thrill, one who goes by the name of Harry. *** "But you never crave a drug? Or alcohol? You don't run from your obligations to get a fix, right?" He softens his brows. "That doesn't mean I'm not addicted to it, I keep going back." He sighs, eyes flicking between my own. "I hate to break it to you, but that's called being in your twenties, Brinna." I pout at his roundabout way of calling my worries ridiculous. "That's how addiction starts, I like it so much that I keep coming back for more until eventually I get hooked." "Not everyone gets addicted. Your parents went through something horrible and found comfort in something they shouldn't have. You smoke a little weed and make out with your friend. There's a big difference," he says bluntly. ***

TREASURE SERIES (2/3) ♥ Being a recovering addict is difficult, especially when your drug of choice comes back to haunt you. I guess what they say is true, what happens in Vegas truly stays in Vegas...

The Tragic Life of Apollo - Born to a fifth-generation mafia heir and his purchased child bride, Apollo Amoto was always meant to take over his father's empire. What he hadn't realized was that despite his efforts, the rotten apple doesn't fall far from the tree. - Apollo loved to play games and his favorite kind were the ones that he won. He had won the ongoing battle of who his future wife would be, and as a last resort effort, Andreas had him kidnapped in the night and chained to be beaten into submission. He hadn't realized that power has a snowball effect and right now, Apollo was an avalanche. "Again!" Apollo laughed loudly as he swung his legs in preparation for the next hit. "More! Give me more, Papa!" The energy in the room was turning scary. "I'm going to kill her!" Andreas yelled as he swung his weapon as hard as he possibly could into his son's back. "I'll kill that fucking girl and make you watch it! You will not ruin this for me!"