Brimstone house is a dark romance series with morally gray heroes who will stop at nothing to get what they want, and what they want is control.
My life is a mess.
A disaster.
I haven’t slept enough in weeks.
I can’t eat. I’m losing weight.
But I can drink. It’s what I do to escape. Party. Hard.
I do it every night. I’m a regular at nearly every frat house on campus.
Might as well enjoy myself until I get kicked out of school.
A noise in the bushes makes me yelp.
I pick up my pace, walking faster.
I’m being paranoid.
What if he’s following me?
What if he grabs me, hauls me off the sidewalk, and murders me in the bushes?
I should not be out alone after dark. It’s reckless. He specifically instructed me not to do this.
And yet I do it again and again, every night.
I walk down every street surrounding the campus, tempting fate, daring the man who terrorized me to do it again.
It’s irrational. Dangerous. Self-destructive.
I haven’t told a single soul what happened that night. I’m too embarrassed.
Something is wrong with me.
I’m on a collision course with total disaster.
And yet…
Warning: This is a darker romance than usual for Becca Jameson. It could be disturbing for some readers. Please see my website for triggers. It is a stand-alone with an HEA, but the path is dark.
Genre: Romance
My life is a mess.
A disaster.
I haven’t slept enough in weeks.
I can’t eat. I’m losing weight.
But I can drink. It’s what I do to escape. Party. Hard.
I do it every night. I’m a regular at nearly every frat house on campus.
Might as well enjoy myself until I get kicked out of school.
A noise in the bushes makes me yelp.
I pick up my pace, walking faster.
I’m being paranoid.
What if he’s following me?
What if he grabs me, hauls me off the sidewalk, and murders me in the bushes?
I should not be out alone after dark. It’s reckless. He specifically instructed me not to do this.
And yet I do it again and again, every night.
I walk down every street surrounding the campus, tempting fate, daring the man who terrorized me to do it again.
It’s irrational. Dangerous. Self-destructive.
I haven’t told a single soul what happened that night. I’m too embarrassed.
Something is wrong with me.
I’m on a collision course with total disaster.
And yet…
Warning: This is a darker romance than usual for Becca Jameson. It could be disturbing for some readers. Please see my website for triggers. It is a stand-alone with an HEA, but the path is dark.
Genre: Romance