Famous male model Luke Morelli had never heard that one. Women threw themselves at him all the time, shouting in his ears to fuck them every which way. Never sideways, though. And not like the girl before him looked like a rabid fan. He saw horror on her face, and that spl...
Hôpital du Vieux Port Wednesday, December 19. 1:24 a.m. Gerard’s blood froze at her rapid words. “How do you know this?” “Because...I remembered it.” She couldn’t fake the trauma and the turmoil in her voice—she must be spe...
He rolled his eyes and watched his Skype correspondent/boss/friend, Stellan Elriksen, do the same on his laptop screen. Behind Stellan, in the posh office of the Kensington flat, Magnus Trammell traipsed stark naked in a hangover haze. After dropping that one slurred line, he stumbled out of the ...