"Please..please touch me Naomi." He murmured those words, peering up at me through his lashes and expressing a look coated in lust and pleading. It's almost scary how he could go from possessive and intimidating one moment, to submissive and needy in the next. "Naomi...please. I'm so hot. I need you." He begged me, wi...
The sequel to How To Hide A Body Just as Solange thought it was all over, an old enemy resurfaces. He needs her help to disappear, but his connections to Solange's life are deeper than they appear. cover creds: @SilverBluinse
Every night, when I closed my eyes, his image would be branded to the backs of my eyelids. That same smile, so gorgeous yet so deadly. Those deep blue eyes, like the treacherous oceans you find, the ones which sometimes have those desolate lighthouses somewhere in them. And his clothes. Oh my, his clothes; a different...
Let's get one thing straight: satin is NOT silk. Don't be fooled by its flimsy ability to reflect light, so glossy that it's blinding and migraine inducing. If there's one thing Alex Han knows, it's that satin is made up of 100% polyester, lies, and betrayal. It's his eighteenth birthday and all he wanted was to enjo...