Mayhem Ever After

I stole her from her life. I’ll go even further to keep her in mine. She was a job. Nothing more. Nothing less. I took her from the party. It wasn’t personal. It was a contract. Grab her, head to the safehouse, and wait for the ransom. Scarlett is so gentle, so trusting. She doesn’t know that men like me exist. Doesn’t know the brutal nature of this world. Me? I come from a world of violence. I’m a killer. I prey on nightmares and make them come true. If you cross me, I kill you.

She’s got a beautiful life. I’ll gladly burn it down to save her. She’s been a thorn in my side for as long as I can remember—Belle Barrie. With a smile that shows a sweet disposition. And a body that invites total depravity. Belle thought she knew my world. Thought she could play with the big dogs. When her boss decides to play me, she’s caught in the crossfire. Now we’re talking about a full-fledged gang war. The kind that mows down innocent bystanders.

Ella Ashmore was perfect. Hell, she still is. Kind. Sweet. Pretty. A body that doesn’t quit. She’d have guys lined up around the block if they weren’t so worried I’d kill them for looking. Because I never stopped loving her. Even when she found out about me. About my family. Got sickened and disgusted about what I did for a living. Told me to get the hell out. Sure, I left. But I knew I’d be back. That I’d make her mine.

Selina Yeltsin: black hair, pale complexion and curves for days… she’s like Snow White. If Snow White were a hired killer. Her dad was one of the biggest of the Olaf family bosses. Until Selina’s stepmother had him assassinated. Then Selina went to work for her as a hired gun. She’s polished off sixty-nine targets. Her seventieth buys her freedom. Guess who it is? Me.