Work hard, play hard, protect what you love at all costs... For Eamon and Rachel, friendship has always had to be good enough. A safe distance, a guarded heart, nothing more. When Eamon's brother, Tobin, takes off after a nasty breakup, Eamon needs Rachel to help find him. But the more time they spend together, the harder it is to keep the lines of friendship from blurring when they both want something more. When Tobin returns, what was supposed to be a celebratory weekend for Eamon and Rachel, somehow, turns into much more. And as scary as it is, neither one of them know how to let it go. Maybe the answer is that they shouldn't... Or maybe their destiny was decided long before they even met. ~~~ Content Warning The story you are about to read is intended for mature readers due to its sexual content and language. It may not be appropriate for all audiences. Please read at your own discretion.

SEQUEL TO LOVING A VILLAIN There were sparks when we met, but not the kind that you would think. One look at him quite literally knocked me out. Seriously. I was unconscious. He was not some shining hero on a white horse, who swooped in and saved the day. No he put the Hero's head through a wall and laughed. Overall, he and I are a complete shit show. Complete. Shit show. He isn't nice. Or kind. Or hell, even legally decent. And he sure as hell isn't sane. Through all his shitty qualities, the villainous attitude, and even all the multiple attempts on my life. I fell for the villain of the century. My damn luck. Blue Doom. But did we get the semi-happy ending? Or at least the one you're suppose to get when you end up with the villain of the story. But no. I get the short stick. He's nothing I ever imagined, but everything I'll ever need. I already fell in love with the villain, now its time for me to save his crazy ass.

I shouldn't have been walking around alone at night. I shouldn't have stopped and watch the obviously crazy man set the building on fire. And I sure of hell shouldn't have accidentally caught his attention. Then maybe, just maybe I wouldn't have been kidnapped by the world's most evil super villain. And then hopefully right now I wouldn't be wishing that he wasn't completely crazy, and wanted to kill every super hero in the world, and that he would, I don't know, take me to the movies, hold my hand as we walked together, or maybe take me to dinner one night. You know normal, cute couple stuff. Instead he likes to kick puppies when no ones watching, dropping me from high buildings, and throwing people into traffic, annoyingly. Maybe if I had just minded my own business and kept walking, maybe I wouldn't have been taken by someone who's whole mission in life is to watch every super die, and cackle evilly while he thinks of it. Maybe if I had just minded my own business and kept walking, maybe I wouldn't start feeling bad for this super villain. Maybe I wouldn't be questioning everything I've ever learned about him. And God forbid, I wouldn't be loving a villain.

In the arena, ten females must outrun or outlast their male counterparts to keep from being forcibly bred. At least that's how Lorena saw it. She was taken from her home in front of her entire family to be a runner for ten males that were around her own packs' territory. Female werewolves seemed to be holding out longer on mating and/or refusing to take a mate, so it's gotten to the point where the council had to force it upon them. Some agreed with the new policy just to be cruel, but others agreed that since her pack had plenty of females to go around, they would volunteer a handful of them to mate with the alphas and any other male wolves as needed. Lorena may not have been the prettiest wolf in her opinion, but she was cunning, strong, and fast, and she thought for sure she would be able to last and run until the alpha that had his eye on her eventually gave up. Boy was she wrong. RANKINGS: #1 in fantasy-romance #1 in fiction #4 in fiction #4 in werewolf #6 in werewolf Hit 1M on 08/01/2020 Hit 2M on 11/11/2020 Hit 3M on 12/22/2020 Completed on 09/07/2020