D. Sidebottom

The Devil visited me three times in my life; albeit, my short life. Not in the physical sense, you must understand, but very much literally.He was persistent, resolute and tenacious. His ruthless greed to annihilate me was utterly disturbing. I am sure if he had hierarchy, the man at the top would have dragged his arse into Hell's prison for his unscrupulous methods.I was just fifteen when I first became aware of what he was capable of. This initial taste of him set the playing field for how my life was to be lived - for want of a better word.He mocked me, showed me mercilessly how he played the game and how he liked to cheat at said game. He ridiculed and taunted me until, six months later, he won and took something of so much importance from me that I would never be the same again.His second visit was, in my eyes, so much more cruel and heartless. I know we're talking about the Devil here, and yes, you have a right to say he had no heart but even then, even when I was so utterly broken, I begged to differ and hoped - no, prayed - that somewhere deep in the caverns of his black, tortured soul there was something that beat and confused his emotions once in a while.The third visit was somewhat different than the other two. He tried, and at first succeeded to bring me to my knees once and for all, but then something happened. God finally intervened and altered Satan's intention; he sent hope and morphed the Devil's minion into an Angel, hoping to break and shatter the anguish and suffering. He gave the ability for me to feel pleasure in pain, order in the chaos and light in the darkness.But in giving me a reprieve, he also gave me something that would finally and ultimately obliterate me. He gave me the capability to love, therefore giving me the ability to be destroyed.And Satan made sure that I was destroyed. Cruelly, viciously and sadistically.I am Mae Swift, and this is the story of my decimation***WARNING***This story doesn't contain hearts and flowers, it doesn't even contain the word 'love'. It isn't for the fainthearted, nor those who want romance and happy ever afters.It's dark, in fact it goes beyond the dark realms of misery and despair. It makes your heart suffer, it will beat you down and it will still demand more from you.Yet it is still a story of hope and courage. Friendships develop and understanding digs deep, whilst acceptance and surrender give way to reverence and sacrifice.It contains disturbing scenes of sexual violence, cruelty and torture. It also includes self-harm, pain addiction and brutalisation. Please bear this in mind before purchasing this book. Thank you.

The Decimation of Mae

'Sometimes, all life deals you is shit, you just have to learn to accept the hand you're given and win...and win good!'After a horrific childhood and a tragic incident whilst living on the streets, Ava Stone is taken in by George Fielding, a respected figure in London's organised crime circle. After a few years of being under his protection and care, Ava is employed by Mason Fox when George suddenly decides to retire abroad.Mason is top of the ladder in the crime world and Ava finds herself equally frightened of him and intrigued by him. He brings out emotions and reactions Ava hasn't felt in a very long time and soon the pair are utterly consumed in a passionate but toxic affair.Mason's dominancy and need for control has Ava fighting against the things she swore would never hold her back from life, but she soon discovers that love and passion may not be enough to hold their turbulent relationship together, and when a friend of Mason's is gripped by a jealous rage, Ava finds herself relying and depending on the very parts of her old self that she locked away so securely five years ago, along with desperately trying to shield her heart from Mason's suffocating rule on her.Sometimes, Love is just that little bit too difficultThis book contains explicit sex scenes, Strong Language, violence and drug abuse...and one hell of a hot alpha male!

Incineration

The Conclusion to Caged.I had once thought that when I found the light I had been searching for in that long, dark tunnel that it would finally give me the gift I had been holding on for.I had scoured the joyless night sky for peace, a peace that only the brightness of the stars could grant.And I had endeavoured to catch that single magic snowflake in the middle of a howling snowstorm.I had been looking. Forever.But little did I know that it WAS the sinister darkness in the tunnel that was the gift. It WAS the black reservoir of the deepest, darkest night that would be the very thing to give my chaotic soul peace. And it WAS the heaving rush of the bleakest blizzard that was filled with magic.Anderson Cain WAS the darkness.He WAS the black peace in my soul.And within the raging pool of his wild green eyes WAS the magic.The magic that saw me. The real me.He made sure I saw me too. All of me. He'd told me he would make me accept who I really was.I was Kloe Grant. And now - now I am the epitome of what he wanted me to be.But when I finally let go, and I allowed that darkness to find me, neither of us was prepared for who I really was.Death itself.

Chained

Book 4 in the Room 103 seriesIt's time to say Goodbye.Take a final road trip with the 103 boy's.Let's leave with a tear, a smile and good memories.Romeo has struggled with his secret for years. He has managed to keep it from not only his family and friends but the girl he has loved for years. But one night changes that. One single night threatens to destroy him, rip his life apart and alienate everyone that he holds dear. But not in the way he thinks. Zoe has been in love with the room 103 guitarist for over three years. She has struggled to keep hold of anything in her life but when a friend makes her an offer, she can't refuse, seeing it as an opportunity to finally take control of her life. But one night changes all that. One single night threatens to destroy everything she has known and held in her heart. But not in the way she thinks.Nick has a secret of his own. A secret that could tear apart everyone around him. But when one night gives him what he has being craving for so long, another night reveals another need to his desires. However, the choices he has to make will make no difference once his own secret is exposed. He thinks he knows the answers, but he will soon find out that he underestimated the forces that control him.'To Freedom, Friends and Finally... Room 103.'This book contains scenes of a sexual nature, including M/M, M/M/F and M/F/M. it also contains strong language and violence.

Finally Heaven

R. James

To live is to suffer; to survive is to find some meaning in the suffering. Friedrich NietzscheFRANKIEThe bitterness is consuming. Its intensity slashes and claws at my insides, its hatred wrenching my soul as it curls and nurtures my need for revenge.His torture only feeds my vice. I won't let him break me, only strengthen me.The pain he gives is welcomed, its rawness fuelling the loathing inside with each of his thrashes and tears on my pale skin, with every harsh truth he breathes in my ear and with each of his crippling holds.I have waited too long for this and I'll never let the bastard win. He will have to end me before I give in.But now he has a weapon against me. Something I swore throughout my life I would never let in;Love.Tate.TATEHer strength astounds me. He doesn't seem to break her.His relentless persecution and determination to bury her under his furious reign and brutality eats at my soul. It has found that dark place inside me, the pit of hell I had locked and secured away, and enriched it, demanded its flourish and ripened its ferocity. The family wrath.She'll never give in, and I pray every night as I guide her through the darkness that tomorrow will bring the light to her soul before it is consumed, finally, by the plague of him;Evil.Jude.JUDEShe blossoms under my torture, the soft suppleness of her skin ripping and tearing as though her soul is trying to break free from the agony.I'll allow it, because I can. Because I need her soul. I crave the sustenance it feeds my rage with, my thirst for cruelty quenched by the sounds of her desolate screams and my hunger for blood, nourished by the slow drip of her life force at my feet.She thinks I won't break her, so does he. They underestimate the blood that slithers through my veins. It's sustained by pain and suffering. It's the blood that tenures those around me.The Bloodthirsty.The Shadows of Sin.

Fragile Truths

After her mother abandoned her when she was just a child, Dove fled the only life she'd known with her younger sister, Serenity, frightened that the authorities would tear them both apart.Leaving behind a life of poverty and constant hardship with the group of travellers she had grown up with, Dove has no choice but to turn to a life of debauchery and crime to feed their bellies and provide them with shelter and security.Fast forward ten years and life is now so very different for Dove. Her once best friend and fellow traveller, Flick O'Kane, now a Hollywood star, appoints Dove to accompany him to a charity ball, unaware just who exactly his companion really is.Both their lives come together in an explosion of sex, drugs and secrets. The friendship they once held close is about to be tested when their past threatens to rip them both apart and endangers not just their own lives but the very life Dove has broken her own soul for - Serenity's.

Dove

Rebecca Sherwin

Binary: Relating to, composed of, or involving two things. Code: A system of words, letters, figures or symbols used to represent others, especially for the purposes of secrecy. Everything comes in twos. His and hers. Mine and yours. Love and hate. Life and death. The world is made up of pairs. So what happens when the line is blurred, when the rules we use to define our lives become...skewed? What happens when the rules are broken? His and hers becomes his, hers and...theirs. Mine and yours becomes mine, yours and ours. Love and hate become love, hate and conflict. Life and death become a battle, an infinite number of risks swinging on a pendulum. Carter cracked my code. He dug deep into the genetics of who I was and he rewrote every moment of my life. He forced his way in, reshaping every thought in my head, manipulating every instinct that kept me alive. Yet, in doing so he altered the structure of his own code and broke every single rule he lived by. He was the encryption I couldn't decipher, and I was the mystery that finally forced him to reveal exactly who he was. This book contains violence, substance abuse, strong language and adult themes, including M/F/M

Binary Code

I would watch him watch the ocean. He would build fires and sit, all night waiting. For her. For his dead wife. She never came. I never expected her to. But he did. And he never let go. Even when I fell in love with him he never let go. Until the night of the storm. The night my worst nightmares came to life. And I lost everything to her when she finally returned. For us both.

Night Fires

The second instalment in the 'Heart of Stone' trilogy'I know I'm not an easy person Ava, I'm moody, controlling and sometimes bloody insane but hell, I want you and I never intend to let you go...ever!'Now living separate lives, Ava still can't escape Mason's control. His dominant and intense love for Ava find them both battling against issues that could very well be the things that save them but when an incident from the past rears up to haunt them, they both find themselves pushed even further apart. When a way out comes from an unlikely source, will Ava summon the courage and strength needed to stand against high profile figures and set them both free or will it be too late to fix their turbulent relationship?With Mason's drugs abuse threatening to spiral out of control, Rebecca's constant sneer and a severe craving for soap, can Ava keep hold of her sanity or will these events be the factors that finally break her?Sometimes, Love is just that little bit too painful.This book contains explicit sex scenes, Strong Language, violence and drug abuse...and one hell of a hot alpha male!

Tolerance

Our choices can change. Our lives can change. Our views can change. But can our hearts ever change what they feel?No matter how hard we try to choose the right way forward, our destinies are planned out from very early on, our lives mapped out the way fate deems fit for us. Our beliefs will always be varied but we all remain headstrong and wilful in our selfish views... that is until what you thought was fact proves to be fiction and what was unquestionable now blurs the lines of reason.Or hope becomes misery and love becomes hate.In the conclusion to Jake and Isla's story, the road to hell seems to be the easiest route available when truths turn into lies and loyalty turns to betrayal. But is their love stronger than the hatred inside them? Are their souls tough enough to survive the explosion and is their passion strong enough to endure the agony?It's time for Jake and Isla to fight together, for one another and then finally... against each other.

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