We're always drawn to something we can't have. I just happen to be drawn to a criminal, a man who is beyond the pale. "Mi Amor, put the knife down." His words were so calm and husky. They weren't suppose to arouse her. She was holding on to the butcher knife with her dear life. "How do you know where I live! You shouldn't be here." Her voice wobbled, the first sharp stab of anxiety hit her when he took a step towards her. Why was he here? She stared in fear at the man in front of her. His naked chest glistened with sweat, his body tight, muscly and toned. Mouth watering. In the dim light of her kitchen, her eyes managed to travel over the tattoos on his right peck and bicep. "I shouldn't, but I am." He gave a slow sexy smile at her as he put his hands up in surrender. Her eyes widened at the evident bulge that was restricted in his black sweat pants. "Get out!" Before she knew it, he had lunged at her. Her knife now at her throat. "Silencio." Book Cover by Createdforyou

A collection of some of my poetry--various topics enjoy

My first novel in the works. Two young friends, Brendan Marks and John Burns are on a twisted ride through a world of drugs and are growing up fast. Along the way they meet girls who will change them forever, encounter a series of wild, strange characters, a cynical serial killer out for their head, and even the addicted governor of New Jersey. Their relationship is tested in this blend of biography and fiction. A trip through the mind of madness.

I met Jane the first time when I was Six, my parents took me to a park to meet friends of theirs. The playground had two other children, an older boy, around my age and a small girl with golden blonde hair. She was crying as the boy stood laughing holding a doll, my parents stood a distance behind me talking with another couple. I took off running to towared the the kid angry at the site before me. My father always told me to treat every girl with respect, and seeing the boy hurting a little girl just made me angry and I felt the need to protect her. Those actions that day decided my fate and got the attention of a very powerful person. My father said I had made him proud and brought great honor to our family. I was too young to understand what had happened, but I later learned and accepted my fate as I grew up. That day I protected the only child of the head of a ruthless organized crime ring.