LOGINSix years ago, he looked at her once and decided she belonged to him.Kammie wanted only three things in life:write a bestseller, buy a villa, and die filthy rich. Being hunted by a masked stranger was never part of the plan.But the night his eyes found hers through the tinted window of a black car, something inside her changed forever. He never told her his name.Never showed his face. Only appeared in the dark like a beautiful curse she couldn’t escape. And somehow.. His touch awakened the worst parts of her, the reckless side of her,the addicted parts. Six years later, she returns to the same country she once fled from.One week after her cheating ex-boyfriend is delivered to her doorstep dead. No explanation.Just blood, silence and fear crawling beneath her skin. What Kammie doesn’t realize is that her stranger never stopped watching. Not when she cried. Not when she loved another man. Not even when she ran. And now? Now she’s exactly where he wants her. Alone. Vulnerable. Untouchable to everyone except him. Her ex is gone. The distance is gone. And the obsession he buried for six years has returned hungrier than ever. She tries to run, but her stranger doesn’t just enjoy the chase He lives for it. Kammie knows she should be terrified. But the most dangerous thing about him isn’t the stalking, the masks, or the bodies left behind in his wake. It’s the fact that every time he touches her… She wants more. Because Kammie was never the kind of girl who trembled in fear.She was the kind who became addicted to it. And falling for her stranger? That was the most terrifying thing of all.
View MoreKammie. What the fuck! Don't tell me he is here somewhere Watching The thought kept me rooted to the spot; a chill crawled down my spine as I blinked rapidly at the screen, part of me wishing the message would simply disappear. But it didn't. The screen glowed back at me, confirming my bitter reality.My grip on the phone loosened, nearly enough for it to slip from my hand.My gaze darted across the room for a while longer than I expected, searching for the familiar eyes that I knew were watching from somewhere. The lounge looked the same, only the faint murmurs from the other side and the clinking of glass echoed in the lively surroundings. Yet I couldn't shake off the feeling. He was around. I knew it. How else could he know who was sitting beside me? My chest felt tight, fingers unconsciously tightening on the hem of my gown. It was too logical to be a guess He never guessed. How else would I expect him after throwing off our plans for tonight? Our? The word itself mad
Kammie. Ray found a table in the VIP authors' lounge. A bottle of tequila sat on a polished tray, surrounded by plates of untouched food-roasted chicken, glazed steaks, carved turkey, and a fruit salad that looked far too pristine to have been touched by anyone actually hungry.The hum of the ballroom faded slightly the moment we stepped into the quieter space.I lowered myself into the chair across from him, smoothing the sapphire fabric of my dress beneath me as I sat.For a brief second, neither of us spoke.He poured the drink first.Controlled like everything else he did.Then he slid the glass toward me.I didn't touch it immediately.Instead, I watched him.Really watched him.Up close, he looked even more composed than he had on stage. Dark hair slightly tousled like it had survived the night without trying to impress anyone. Expensive watch catching the low light. The kind of calm that didn't come naturally-it was practiced."Still suspicious of drinks?" he asked lightly, le
Kammie."Cause you're the piece of meI wish I didn't needChasing relentlesslyStill fight, and I don't know why..."The song Clarity echoed through the massive ballroom.People stared.Some smiled in admiration.Others whispered behind raised glasses.And a few looked at me with enough jealousy to set the room on fire.I ignored them all.Mostly.Stepping down from the stage after my speech, I released a slow breath. The music washed over me, easing some of the tension knotted between my shoulders.Some.Not all.The sapphire-blue gown clung to me like a second skin.Crystals shimmered along the delicate lace, catching every beam of light in the room. The fitted bodice hugged my waist so tightly I was convinced Bettany had personally declared war on my lungs.The sleeveless design left my shoulders bare, while a silver necklace rested elegantly against my collarbone.God.Someone needed to tell Bettany she had officially lost her mind.My best friend was trying to kill me.How had I
XERO. The cold night air slammed into my face as I checked the rearview mirror from where I was parked beneath the streetlights-a spot that gave me a clear view of the street and made it easy to strike if things went wrong.The skull mask covering my face concealed my identity well enough to keep me hidden.The laptop's dim glow illuminated the car's interior as I watched the driver exchange a few words with Angelica. The woman stood there without a second thought, speaking to him as though she were discussing nothing more than tomorrow's weather."Don't worry, ma'am. Everything will be taken care of. I assure you, your secret is safe with us."His voice echoed through my earpiece from the listening device I'd installed nearby. "Good." She nodded, looking straight at him. "If you decide to reveal what happens tonight, I'll expose all of your dealings. Everything."He smiled warily as he sized her up. Even from here, I caught the mockery hidden in his eyes."You don't have to worry a
Kammie “So tight and wet…” He rubbed his thumb harder and faster against my clit, and I pushed my hips back against him as unintelligible sounds were wrenched from my lungs.Too much pleasure. It was too much.Sweat slicked down my back. Our skin slapped as he fucked into me with a relentless rhyt
Kammie “You learn really fast, princess. You deserve a reward.” His lips moved into a smirk as his hands returned, sinking into the exact spot. I moaned, crashing into a scattered piece, every part of my soul melting into the farthest part of the galaxy. I could see nothing but the white blur of m
Kammie My hands sank into his hair as I whined at the coppery taste of blood beading onto my lips. He groaned as he licked it off — and f++k, the low, primal sound was enough to turn me on.“F++k,” I whimpered, completely lost in the sensation.He thrust his tongue into my mouth, and my breath cam
Kammie POVRun if you can, hide if you can’t, and fight like hell only if there’s no other choice. That’s all that went through my head as the gunshots kept coming—stay alive, one breath at a time.I have to stay alive. I can't afford to die now, especially since it's been three weeks since Ronan r
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