Two Serial killers, one captive, chances of survival? Student psychologist Ashley is on a journey that will shake the foundations of her existence as she fights to stay alive whilst trapped between the enigmatic Michael Wilton and insatiable (extremely unstable) Samuel Hanz. Having escaped from the Dale-Creek Hill institution for the criminally insane with a mad hat plan, the two killers dubbed "The Casanovas" by the papers for their boy next door looks and vicious charms, have wild plans for their newest companion. Ashley isn't just an opportunistic snatch, she's special and when she finds out why her world will never be the same again. A serious page-turner with two villains the readers hate to love #ASensualRead #TwistedPlot #FictionAwards2018Winner [The Asylum Trilogy: Book 3] ©2010 by Infamous Art Work property of John Ross

❝Tell me a story, love.❞ In which, a slave girl tells a bloodthirsty king a story in exchange for her life. [07.15.16] all rights reserved ©2016

When a strange advertisement appears on the local newspaper asking for compliant females willing to interview and connect with the minds of the worlds worst serial killers, Aria Black thinks it nothing short of an exaggeration. She applies for the job in order to spice up her monochrome lifestyle and let loose of her past. She receives the biggest shock of her life. That shock comes in the form of a man infamously known as Banshee. © bincus, 2017. recognitions: wattys shortlisted 2018. featured in mystery. #1 in mystery/thriller 2019.

A beat of a second passed before he slowly pulled away from me, the suffocating heat withdrawing with him as he straightened up. My eyes lifted to meet his as he released his hold on my knife, and I flicked my wrist, flipping it with ease so my hands closed around its smooth, still-warm handle. The room was silent. The ten other men seated on the couch didn't bother trying to hide the shock on their faces that a hunter had just agreed to a deal with their Alpha. I totally felt the same way, even if I was that dumb motherfucker. They seemed to be imagining what horrible, unthinkable threats he could have whispered into my ear to make me cave, but to think my resolve had dissolved with just four unexpected words from his mouth. Sometimes, I wondered if I even had a brain. "So," I said now, holding back a sigh as I looked up into those steely, unreadable eyes, "If I'm going to work with you, I'll need a name to call you by. Unless you prefer to be referred to as moody dick?" Silence followed my words. "What, don't you guys know Moby Dick?" I asked no one in particular, and ten pairs of eyes exchanged glances that further questioned my sanity. The last pair of eyes held mine steady. The ring of gold in them seemed to burn like a flickering candlelight against the night of the sea. "Heath," he said, and I could finally place his accent as the name curled and settled in my ears like a cat by the fireplace. I smiled. "Well, cool." I put my hand out between us, the one holding the knife, the silver-pointed tip facing him as I offered him a handshake. "Nice to meet you moody dick, I'm Alessandra."

Ghost, demon, an exceptionally well trained magician? Daisy didn't know what he was, or how he managed to disappear and reappear on command, but the one thing she did know was that Peter wasn't going to leave her alone. Not until he got what he wanted. What he wanted, however, was another thing she was still trying desperately to figure out. From constant stalking, to skipping class, to being forced to make tough decisions, Daisy's world was turned upside down the minute Peter stepped into it. And he has no plans of ever stepping out.

My mortal enemy is dying. Literally. He's eighteen years old and his days are numbered. Normally I'd party with the Boovs on this one but let's face it-a bunch of fictional Disney characters can't get loose for shit. Besides, I wouldn't still be here if it weren't for him pumping a handful of pills out my stomach before I could accomplish what I thought was the only answer at that point of time. Who knew all it took to join two different worlds together was a suicide attempt? *~*~* Blake Cullen is a bad boy at heart. He takes risks like a human breathes oxygen and has more guts than the average human being. Not even the sickness killing him inside will stop him from making sure that George Cunningham, a girl who's detested him since he spilled a bucket of eggs all over her in third grade, joins him and a few other friends in his last stand as a daredevil. Seven life threatening situations. Seven dangerous places. One mission.

Sarcastic, clumsy 19 year old Ava Dawson moves to California to start afresh from her past only to be intertwined with cold yet warm hearted billionaire Kaison. Follow the crazy life of Ava as she deals with him, him, and him again, and something called love? How will Kai handle Ava's crazy and wild personality? Read to find out... | Highest in HUMOUR #1 |

I woke up to noises of someone shuffling around my room. "Ashton, I promise I didn't take your tampons this time. Let a woman sleep" I mumbled as I pulled my duvet covers over me. The shuffling stopped and then there was silence. Ashton must have left. I cuddled closer to my covers and got ready to fall back to sleep. "I'm sorry Love, but Ashton left the apartment an hour ago." A deep voice commented. My eyes flew open and I quickly sat up on my bed. In front of me a tall, handsome man with familiar mischievous green eyes watched me from beside my dresser. I sat there in shock as I eyed the stranger across from me. He had black hair, sharp cheekbones, strong eyebrows, a lip piercing as well as an eyebrow piercing, and he had... is that my thong in his hand!? My eyes grew large as I sat there frozen. "By the way, thank you for helping me out last night. That wicked witch had really taken a toll on me. But thanks to you I got fixed right up." He winked at me as he went back to shuffling through my underwear draw. "I took home a stray dog last night" I mumbled to myself. My "flight or fight" response seemed to have created another response called "accept death". I've seen enough horror movies to see where this scenerio ends. The stranger continued to look at my panties, finding a bra he seemed to like and began inspecting it. "Ah yes. That 'dog' was me I guess you could say." He looked up at me and grinned at my obvious frozen state. "No screaming? Tsk. How boring of you". Highest Ranking: #20 in paranormal

When doing the right thing goes so-so-wrong, Lilian Snyder ends up being forced to live with her city's worst super villain, Obsidian Haze. What they both fail to realize is that Obsidian wasn't the only one undercover, everyone who stepped through apartment 21 B had an alter-ego. Join Lily as she searches for the answers to all the crimes that were just not adding up. #1 Adventure Summer 2016