Noon is your average, everyday psychopath who fell in love with her hero. She knows when he tries to kill her, it's just his special way of saying how much he cares. She knows every time he throws her in the insane asylum, it's just his overprotective side wanting to keep her close. She knows when he stabbed her in the heart, it was his declaration of love. But the Gentleman is a shy man. He just won't admit his feelings. Noon has tried to coax him out with flowers. She has tried cheesy Hallmark cards. She has tried pushing him in front of a moving train. Nothing has worked. Until now. On a very special day, Noon throws a very special dinner. The food has been prepared. The decorations have been placed. The guests have been kidnapped. All that's left is to wait for the guest of honor to arrive.

For months Summer is trapped in a cellar with the man who took her - and three other girls: Rose, Poppy, and Violet. His perfect, pure flowers. His family. But flowers can't survive long cut off from the sun, and time is running out...

#1 in Horror - 11/17/15 "Shhh, don't make a sound." I feel a grip around my neck feeling his hot breath on my ear. "Or I'll kill you here and now." He whispers as I felt something sharp on the side of my waist that was piercing the surface of my skin. My heart pounds heavily my breathing became strained causing me to exhale faster and heavier. We stood inside my bedroom feet away from my sleeping husband he pulls me closer to his body moving backwards to the hallway. I could only follow hoping that my life would be spared. Suddenly, we stopped by the edge of the staircase. "You're mine." He whispers in a hoarse tone placing a kiss on my cheek hitting me on the head with the back of the knife. I was seeing double. I was feeling dizzy, everything was spinning. I felt like I was in slow motion groaning at the pain looking down the stairs. That's the last thing I see before I black out. A/N: WARNING, there is profanity, gory scenes and mild sexual content throughout the book. For all you grammar nazi's. This is by no means a final draft. There are many errors and I'll get to them. Don't read if you find my grammar shitty. Lmao.