Look, I’m used to rich guys having ridiculous cars. My car wasn’t exactly cheap either, although in my family we tend to stick to nondescript sedans that are more flawless function than style. However, I’m not immune to a convertible here and there. One of these days I ful...
The cold in her unheated apartment kept her awake. The beast at the end of her bed had been awake all along. Those cold, piercing green eyes were the only things Jasmine could see in her bedroom. The sun was barely up, but by God she saw Prince Blackbeard Esq. II staring a...
No, not politics. No, not the economy – although she had to keep up with that one in order to know what her clients were talking about. No, she liked to read the police reports, the terrible crimes appearing on Page 1, and any sort of atrocity she could get her hands on. S...
“But you have no evidence that your husband is cheating on you.” There was that annoying word again. Evidence. Lana rolled over on her therapist’s couch, wondering who he bought it from. It’s comfortable. I want it. She wanted a lot of things. “Do...
It had been a long week. Bills to pay, cats to bathe, and floors that needed scrubbing while bed linens hanged up to dry in the fresh sunshine. Nothing she couldn’t handle, but with so much going on in a short amount of time, she needed more than a drink. Jasmine needed an adventure. The soft lig...
She wrapped every precious skirt, blouse, and dress in plastic wrap before hanging them in the driest corner she could find. While she did this that first night, however, she had to leave some of them splayed out on her bed, and when she turned around she found Blackbeard the tyrant lounging on o...