Book 2 of Melancholy. If your against stud for stud or anything of that sort please don't read. Thank you. Desolation: synonym for sadness. I want revenge.. and I won't stop looking for it until I have it.

Past events have made Shawna Parks into the person she is today; a young prettyboi stud with acid in her mouth, a chip on her shoulder and a temper to do the Irish part of her mixed ancestry proud. She likes her women short with long hair and spiky heels (like any self respecting butch dyke would) and drinks her Whiskey straight with no chaser. Then she meets Dom Fraiser, tall and chiseled and strong with a fondness for pink cocktails and so not her type (why would a stud want another stud anyway?) Maybe she is too hung up about the whole labels thing, but she likes what she likes and nobody is going to change that. That is until the mysterious new 'studmuffin' in town that everyone is talking about starts to make her head spin and her heart race (seriously, the damn workout sessions are killing her). Dominique Fraiser is running from a past that's determined to catch up with her. Can she keep her old life from ruining her new one?