Addicted To The Monster |18+

"You wrote about monsters like you understood them, little dove. You gave them rules, you gave them boundaries, and you thought you were safe hiding behind a fake name and a computer screen. You weren't safe. You were bleeding out a map right to my front door. I spent three years awake in the dark, swallowing your words like religion, because you wrote the exact kind of violent, fucked-up madness that already lives in my bones. You didn't invent the villain, Amy. You summoned him. So go ahead. Hide in your quiet little house. Lock your doors. Put a whole ocean between us. But when I cross it and tear those walls down, I'm not asking for the next chapter. I'm going to lock you in the dark with the real thing, and I am going to love you until you can't remember how to write a happy ending without me in it." - Cole Blain

To the world, Amy Mae Williams is a ghost.

A quiet, terrified girl hiding in the UK, writing filthy, morally black romance novels to survive her own grief.

To Cole Blain, she is the only reason he hasn't completely lost his mind.

Cole is a Montana rancher and former Army Specialist who hasn't slept a full night since he was ten years old.

He operates on a frequency of violence that makes real psychopaths sweat.
During his darkest deployments, he devoured Ava's books. He didn't just read them; he recognized himself in the violent, obsessive men she created.

He knows her pen name. And now, he knows her real one.

When her editor mysteriously vanishes, Amy is forced out of hiding and across the ocean to a remote Montana cabin.

She's looking for answers.

She finds the neighbor instead.

A pale-eyed, sunburnt predator who looks exactly like the monsters she writes about. Because he is one.

Amy writes about monsters who would burn the world to ashes for the women they love. She is about to realize she just walked straight into the cage of one. And Cole Blain has absolutely no intention of ever letting his little dove fly away.