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Harper left me to rot in jail for a crime that she committed. I was put away for five years. During that time, there was only one thing that got me through the night – the desire to get even.It was all too easy to kidnap her. She’s now locked away in my basement awaiting her punishment. I intend to find out by any means necessary why she lied. If that means hurting her, so be it. She’s put me … put me through more than any man should have to cope with in a lifetime, so a little payback…
All hope is lost. James has slept with me twice. When we arrive back at Lavande, Alain takes a great deal of pleasure in telling me I have two weeks to live. Two miserable weeks where he will torture me with his hands and knives until I am screaming for mercy. The worst part is that James will be forced to watch every second of it.Why didn’t we run when we had the chance? It’s a question I will … question I will ask myself again and again over the upcoming days because Alain is rather inventive with his torture…
I did the unthinkable. I slept with James. It wasn’t as if I had a choice – but now that the deed is done, I am paying the price. One more mistake, and I’m dead. At the moment, I’m doing my best to make sure he can’t stand the sight of me. It’s not working. Every day we spend together is torture, and the more I am around the man, the more I want him. We can’t get this close and hope to stay alive. stay alive. Our next assignment will push us to the limit in every way that…
I am the pawn in a twisted game of revenge. Two men want me, but for entirely different reasons. The one I love must avoid me at all costs. If he doesn’t, I’ll be slaughtered by his enemy – Alain Dumortier. If James Leveritt touches the same woman twice, she’s dead.Do I fear death? No. Is it something I want drawn out over two weeks as my lover watches me slowly bleed to death? That would be … would be another no.I need to figure a way out of this mess that won’t end in pain, death, and destruction. I…
I’ve been left in the hands of a monster. He’s beaten me up, torn my flesh to ribbons, and tried to steal my soul – but even though I crave death, my body refuses to die. Just when I begin to think that there is no God, an angel arrives to save me. Now it’s James Leveritt against Alain Dumortier with my life riding in the balance. I’m in love with both of them, but I’ll need to kill one if I want … one if I want to survive. The stakes have never been higher. more
Harper’s lie ruined Brandt’s life — but after five years in prison, he’s about to walk free. Can Harper ignore her feelings for Brandt as she flees his wrath? A dark, dangerous romance that’s first in a series.
I made a bet with my newlywed submissive wife. I told her that if she could behave herself impeccably for a week, she could wear the trousers for a day. That included being able to dominate me. The bet was almost guaranteed to be impossible to achieve, and yet somehow she did it. It looks like I’m in for a fun night, doesn’t it?If that wasn’t bad enough, Kyle has been spotted near our home. It … home. It scares me. I can feel the net closing in, and I’m still no closer to unravelling the pieces. We need to…
I’ve been sold to Alain Dumortier. I was delivered to his doorstep naked as the day I was born, and two weeks later I haven’t got a stitch of clothing to my name. This should have been an easy assignment. Get in, have him fall under my spell, grab every little piece of intel I can find, and then assassinate him. They were simple instructions, and ones I’d followed countless times before. What … before. What could go wrong? Just about everything. Alain’s kept me imprisoned and drugged up to my eyeballs. The mind games he’s playing are nearly my undoing, but…
When the final spank had slammed into her backside she was sobbing, but not with pain. Jen was so aroused she was literally crying with frustration. She kept saying ‘please’ over and over again, and I was pretty certain I knew what would wash the tears away.When one lie is shattered, another begins.My wife is on her deathbed and I’ve barely been married a day. The poison she took was meant for … poison she took was meant for me. I should be the one lying in a hospital bed looking as though each moment might be my last. The…