Lucy Smoke – författare

I don’t know how it happened.

One moment I was standing outside the diner fumbling with my car keys, and the next a bag was placed over my head and I was put in the back of a car.

Who would want to kidnap me? I’m a nobody, a good girl, just doing my best to make ends meet.

Afraid for my life, I beg and plead until I come face-to-face with my captor.

Ace is a brute of a man with strong hands, green eyes, and a dark smile that makes me weak in the knees. Everything about him screams DANGER.

It’s all kinds of wrong to look at him and get swoony, but I can’t help it.

When I find out the reason I was taken I’m certain he’ll kill me. But when he kisses me instead I know he’s never letting me go, and that’s almost as terrifying as death.

I don’t know how it happened.

One moment I was standing outside the diner fumbling with my car keys, and the next a bag was placed over my head and I was put in the back of a car.

Who would want to kidnap me? I’m a nobody, a good girl, just doing my best to make ends meet.

Afraid for my life, I beg and plead until I come face-to-face with my captor.

Ace is a brute of a man with strong hands, green eyes, and a dark smile that makes me weak in the knees. Everything about him screams DANGER.

It’s all kinds of wrong to look at him and get swoony, but I can’t help it.

When I find out the reason I was taken I’m certain he’ll kill me. But when he kisses me instead I know he’s never letting me go, and that’s almost as terrifying as death.

Warning: This is a dark taboo/forbidden romance, and contains dark and very taboo themes which some readers may find uncomfortable or upsetting. A detailed warning is provided at the beginning of the book. (You can view this by looking at the Look Inside feature above.) If you do not enjoy these themes, or have triggers, please do not read. Recommended for 18+ due to sexual content and adult situations. Please read responsibly.

Willow

Six years ago, I made a mistake. The worst mistake I could have ever possibly made. I fell in love with the wrong person and … I told him.

Ryan’s always been with me ever since I can remember. It’s been the two of us—side by side. Through every new beginning, every new ‘family’, and every failure. Is it any wonder that the love I had for him turned into something different—something deeper? Something utterly rotten? And is it any wonder that he hates me for it now?

Ryan

I’m a damaged soul, and she’s the only thing that’s ever held me together. But the one woman I want is the one woman I can never have.

She thinks I hate her for her confession, and maybe a part of me does. What I hate more, though, is that I have to push her away to keep her safe. That I have to pretend like I don’t f**king want her when she’s all I’ve been able to think about for the last six years.

We’re no f**king Romeo and Juliet. We’re much worse than that. A love like ours was doomed from the start.

Warning: This is a dark taboo/forbidden romance, and contains dark and very taboo themes which some readers may find uncomfortable or upsetting. A detailed warning is provided at the beginning of the book. (You can view this by looking at the Look Inside feature above.) If you do not enjoy these themes, or have triggers, please do not read. Recommended for 18+ due to sexual content and adult situations. Please read responsibly.

Willow

Six years ago, I made a mistake. The worst mistake I could have ever possibly made. I fell in love with the wrong person and … I told him.

Ryan’s always been with me ever since I can remember. It’s been the two of us—side by side. Through every new beginning, every new ‘family’, and every failure. Is it any wonder that the love I had for him turned into something different—something deeper? Something utterly rotten? And is it any wonder that he hates me for it now?

Ryan

I’m a damaged soul, and she’s the only thing that’s ever held me together. But the one woman I want is the one woman I can never have.

She thinks I hate her for her confession, and maybe a part of me does. What I hate more, though, is that I have to push her away to keep her safe. That I have to pretend like I don’t f**king want her when she’s all I’ve been able to think about for the last six years.

We’re no f**king Romeo and Juliet. We’re much worse than that. A love like ours was doomed from the start.