Ker Dukey

Vlad

warning!!! This is a dark adult novel with explicit sex and upsetting scenes. 18+ only please. Empathy is a standalone novel. Blake: I am a brother I am a police detective I am a contract killer I don't want to love I don't want to feel I don't want ... EMPATHY. They say some people are born with decreased activity in the front central lobe causing them a deficiency in empathy. Maybe that's true about me but whether I was born this way or created in a moment of evil, empathy was something I didn't possess until her green eyes met mine in the mirror and I couldn't take her life. I didn't want to feel, didn't want this woman in my life complicating how I lived but she was there at every turn. Sent to haunt me for my sins. Her light so bright she provoked a shadow from everyone she touched. When a job turns bad quickly altering my life forever I'm forced to feel. When nothing is making sense I'm forced to face truths I never would recover from. When life drowns you in its cruelty you don't know which way the current will drag you or who you'll become once you re-surface. Melody: I was a daughter I was a student I was a victim Did I have his love? Did I make him feel? Did I have his empathy? When the actions of a soulless killer forces sorrow into my veins I never dreamed the man healing my wounds would be the one to leave the worst scar. His love would scar my soul. Scars are permanent; I will never feel the relief from them. Will I learn to live with them, remember why I have them and learn never to let him close enough to inflict more? Will I eventually cover them... like tattoos coating them with new memories, new love and new starts? I didn't know these answers because the pain was too suffocating, the only thing I knew was they will always be under the surface lingering. He had scars too, from his sins. There is nothing that can cover them, they were too deep, too ugly, too dark and they marked us both forever

Empathy

Pretty Stolen Dolls

Lust

K. Webster

Benny had a dolly who was sick, sick, sick. Just like him, his dolly needed darkness as a fix, fix, fix. So they tormented and hunted and played tricks, tricks, tricks. Together their sins a lethal mix, mix, mix. Until Benny missed his dolly who was lost, lost, lost. He needed to find her and love her at any cost, cost, cost. Not wanting him and his dolly to be alone, lone, lone. He made plans to bring his dirty dolly, home, home, home. Have you ever touched another's soul with the essence of your own, breathed them in so they become apart of you? I have. Finally starting to live, feel and fall in love, amongst all the chaos surrounding me. Dropping my guard and letting another into my heart. I left my soul open. I left my heart open. I left the door open. And he stole me. Dillon...I'm sorry.

Pretty Lost Dolls

K Webster

From international bestselling authors, Ker Dukey and K Webster comes a steamy standalone story from their KKinky Reads collection! They have one job.Keep me safe.But none of us are safe against the allure we have when we're together.Control and professionalism used to be something they prided themselves on.But now that we're secluded and alone, lines blur and control quickly loses to need.Someone is trying to snuff out my life, but they may not get the chance if I'm devoured whole by my saviors first. This is a fiery-hot mfmmm romance sure to make you self-combust! A perfect combination of sweet and sexy with a smidgen of suspense! You'll get a happy ending that'll make you swoon! This is not a dark romance.

Share Me

From international bestselling authors, Ker Dukey and K Webster comes a fast-paced, hot, instalove standalone lunchtime read from their KKinky Reads collection! Dreams are supposed to be encouraged. Not mine. My brother likes to keep me on a tight leash, tethered to an unexceptional life. But when Ronan Hayes walks into our family-owned bar, he opens my cage and offers me freedom. Ronan wants to give me the world. A chance to take flight and soar. He sees something special in me, and I want nothing more than to be that for him. Special. He's my dream maker. My shot. My hope. My everything. Ronan craves to take care of me. A protector. A confidant. A provider. A lover. He wants to daddy me. And I want to let him. This is a steamy, kinky romance sure to make you blush! A perfect combination of sweet and sexy you can devour in one sitting! You'll get a happy ending that'll make you swoon! This is not a dark romance.

Daddy Me

He was my boss. Rich, ambitious, dominating. I was a waitress, struggling to pay the fees for ballet school. Poor, talented, desperate. He needed to marry to appease his dying father, to inherit the family empire. It wasn't supposed to be real, or forever. Until he changed the rules. What Mafia king Luca Leto wants, he gets, and he's crowned his queen. Me. I'm under his rule now. And his reign is cruel and toxic. They call him the dark king and to gain my freedom I'm going to have to become a dark queen. #Standalone Mafia romance.

Dark Queen

The Vetrov name comes with expectation. My role in this world is simple: do as Father asks and live my life how he planned it. My future is already written: run the empire. Old Values. Old Rule. Old Money. Until her. Everything I do lacks purpose. Everything I do is empty. Women. Money. Power. It meant nothing. Until her. When the Volkov rose showed up at my home a disgraced package, hand-delivered by a Vasiliev prince, I began paving my own path. I vowed to make her bloom once more. She consumed me. Her. Her. Her. But you can't love a rose and expect not to be damaged by her thorns. She cut me too deep. And I bled out. My soul fled. All that's left is a cold, calculating monster. I am Veniamin. Volcanic. Victorious. Valiant. Vetrov. When you enter my world to play games, prepare to lose. In the end, I always find the thorn in my side, and I pluck it right out.

This is not a story of love. This is a story of revenge and the bond created from it. Noah The Gallo family took everything from us. They killed my mother and sister, leaving me and my twin brother fighting for our lives. My father was supposed to be there that night. He should have been there. Should have protected them-us. When you strip a man of all he cares about, you're left with a soulless entity seething with primal rage. He promised to turn Gallo's bloodline to dust to get his retribution. And he did. All but one. Freya I was seven years old when I was taken in the night. I don't remember much of life before that. All I know now is the glaring eyes of a boy who hates me, and the comfort I find in the boy whose face mirrors his. I'm not part of this family, but they're all I have familiar as one. To hate is easy. And I do hate them. But to love even in hate is what hardens you, strengthens you, gives you reason. The truth is I shouldn't love them, that all these years are leading somewhere I won't want to go. But I do... Love them. I love them both. The only question left now is, do they love me?

Kings of Blood and Money

From international bestselling authors, Ker Dukey and K Webster, comes a fast-paced, hot, insta-love standalone lunchtime read from their KKinky Reads collection!I like to watch.It's a compulsion I can't stop. Now, my desire is centered around one woman.My obsession borders on stalking, but the glass wall keeps me in check. She can't see my face, yet she dances in an intensely erotic and intimate way that feels designed just for me. She likes when I watch her.But things are about to change when she waltzes out of that room and into my tattoo parlor, turning my world completely upside down. There's no glass wall this time. This is a steamy, kinky romance sure to make you blush! A perfect combination of sweet and sexy you can devour in one sitting! You'll get a happy ending that'll make you swoon!This is not a dark romance.

Watch Me

From international bestselling authors, Ker Dukey and K Webster comes a fast-paced, hot, MM instalove standalone lunchtime read from their KKinky Reads collection!I got my dream from a young age. The lead singer of one of the most popular bands in the world-Berlin Scandal.I'm a rock god. But underneath the façade of living the dream is dark secret consuming me.Angry lyrics and a brooding attitude propelled my career.Getting wasted and lashing out behind the scenes could be my downfall.I'm spiraling and don't know how to stop the descent. Now my record label has issued me a babysitter. Blaine Mannford, a hardass detective with a dark thirst. And he's looking at me like I can quench it. He's not my type in more ways than one. Bossy. Forceful. Firm. A man.I don't like cops and I don't like him.Unfortunately, he likes it when I fight him-enjoys punishing me how he sees fit.I'm screwed up in the head, because I'm a willing player in his dirty game.I want him to hurt me.This is a steamy, kinky romance with a small amount of BDSM themes sure to make you blush! A perfect combination of sexy and intense you can devour in one sitting! You'll get a happy ending that'll make you swoon!

Hurt Me

From international bestselling authors, Ker Dukey and K Webster, comes a steamy standalone novella from their KKinky Reads collection!I had a plan.Make Ren Hayes pay.But plans don't always turn out the way we want them to.He was found not guilty of murdering my best friend.But that doesn't make him innocent.In my eyes, he's guilty.Guilty of charming everyone around him into believing his innocence.Guilty of being so intoxicating I forget who he is-what he is.And guilty of awakening parts of me I never knew existed before his touch.I know eventually, I'll succumb.His allure beckons me.Keeping me on the edge of madness between lust and hate.In the end, it's me who's guilty.Guilty of allowing him to take my breath away.This is a super steamy romance sure to take your breath away! A perfect combination of sweet and sexy with a smidgen of suspense that you can gobble up in just an hour or two! You'll get a happy ending that'll make you swoon!This is not a dark romance.

Choke Me

FROM THE BESTSELLING SERIES, PRETTY LITTLE DOLLS, COMES PRETTY NEW DOLL. BENNY HAS RETURNED! Benny, broken, hurting, and alone Lost his dolly, his love, his home. Injured and searching, reborn anew, He finds himself befriended by one who's true. Learning about the world, urges, and lust. Finding a new future, a new dolly, is a must. Then out of old pain, fresh prospects come to life, Benny's sick mind summons him, so his hand takes the knife. Have you ever been so lost that you became a shadow? Lurking but not living. Existing in the background where no one notices you. My doll betrayed me, killed me in more ways than she realized. I'm watching, waiting, wanting. One day soon she'll give me back what she took away... it's funny how life works that way.

Pretty New Doll

Warning, this book contains dark themes and explicit sex, read with caution. Desolate is the second book to the International Bestselling title, Empathy. "Dark... raw... desolate. Ker Dukey at her finest." - International Bestselling Author, S.K. Hartley. Dark, twisted and captivating. I couldn't devour this book fast enough. Dukey does it again. .. International Bestselling Author, Kirsty Moseley Ryan: I was a son, A friend, A brother, A psychopath. Eighteen years of being in a psyche ward; I was released into the world. Things have changed, Blake is married to Melody and is a father to my new fixation, Cereus. My beautiful niece who knows nothing of my existence. When consequences of past sins begin playing tricks on me, old cravings demand to be satisfied. There is no cure for my kind of sickness. I am void of everything but obsession. I can't love, I can't feel, I am Desolate.

Desolate

D. H. Sidebottom

WARNING! This book is Dark erotica. This book contains situations that some may find offensive. If you are sensitive to graphic violence read with caution. This book also leads into a second book. You will get answers but the story will continue into a final instalment. You have been warned. Enjoy. You meet someone. You date. You fall in love. You marry. The four simple rules of love.... Wrong! I'm getting married but I'd never met him before now, never dated him, never fell in love. I have no access to the memories of the most magical time of anyone's life. My mind won't allow me to evoke the past, I can't remember those simple stages to lead me to the fourth . I can't comprehend why I would have ever wanted to marry someone like Dante. I should never have passed the first stage, although, I may have seen him through the eyes of the woman I once was, this me that lives, breathes here now, can't understand how we made it to the next stage. I'm not sure, without memories, how I know that this voice inside me, telling me I would never have chosen him, speaks some truth, I just know. He's controlling, arrogant, callous and violent, and utterly hell bent on humiliating and degrading me - Like watching me falter, watching me struggle to comply and be the woman he asked to marry, powers him- as though he wants to break me piece by piece. Fiber by fiber. Until all that's here is the shell he created from a soul that I once owned. Now my memories are slowly returning. And they show me a completely different side to meeting him. Our dates, falling in love. The Dante haunting me in the shadows of my mind is loving, gentle and utterly enamored with me, nothing like the man with me now. And this is what taunts me. My tender lover turned into a debauched, cruel sadist who is determined to consume my life, destroy my mind and murder my spirit. I am, Star, and just like with some stars in the sky, the light you see is an echo, a façade, I am already gone I am a no one. Especially to him. To him I am the dark in his desires, the corrupt in his depravity. The sin in his immorality

Facade

This is a Dark romance for 18 years and over. Evi Devil. Yes, that is really my name. The irony is not lost on me. I was created from two evil souls and have the name to prove it. Devil worshipers, perverts, murderer. Is all terms used to describe the parents I refuse to remember. My mind will not allow me to. And why would I want to? One born with dirty blood running through her veins can never truly be clean from its murky hue. No matter what they try to tell me happened in my past, my mind denies me access, therefore how can I know it is true? How can I believe that is what I am born from? Glimpses of my past haunt me, the screams of terror echo in the silent darkness of my memories, trying to remind me that my Mother went from room to room butchering our family. I have learned from scars that I suffered abuse and that my Father and siblings were not my Mother's only victims. Hearing what they tell me. Reading the words printed in the papers. None of it can prepare me for what's to come. My biggest lesson is learning that some memories we suppress for a reason.

Devil

The Volkov name is one I longed for.Their household is one I grew up in, but not as an equal-as a maid's son.This didn't stop me from becoming a man to be reckoned with.But even with my rightful name finally given to me, I still feel adrift. Until her. Everything I did was for acceptance.Everything I lost brought me to my family.To this life.To her.I fought for my status.I fought for my sisters.And I will fight to the death for my angel. She has shown me there is light in our pitch-black world.That the stars can't shine without the darkness of night.She is the stars, and I am the sky in which she shines. There is evil lurking in the shadows we create.The corruption and depravities of the First Families have become toxic and are infecting us all from within.Games have been played, and now, they must end.I am Vas.Vocal. Voracious. Vindictive. Volkov.A devil in love with an angel, and together, we're going to rule Hell on Earth. ***This is book three in The V Games series. Vlad and Ven must be read first in order to understand this story.***

This is a DARK novel, 18 only. Standalone title. I watch you, I see you in ways no one else can, and through my lens I create a life of you for someone to dissect. I capture you in your vulnerability; that smile, your laugh, those tears. I document you and sell your secrets. When I watch you through my lens you're mine until I pass you to the buyer. I, like most people, have a fetish for pretty things and in my job I get to be around a lot of pretty things. They pay me to watch them and capture them in a frame for many purposes, and sometimes I like my profession a little more than I should. I took a job to capture her... I wanted to capture and keep her in more than just the image. This time I will take myself away from the lens and become the client because I cannot resist her, she reminds me too much of my first, I need to have her. Traumatised from a vicious attack, Nina Drake finds herself shut off from the world until her neighbour brings her out of more than just her nightmares. Even after moving and changing her name, she still can't shake the feeling of being watched. The memories are so close. And so is the shadow of the creator of them all

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