When Cora attends her sister’s birthday party, she expects at most a hangover or a walk of shame. She doesn’t anticipate a stolen wallet, leaving her stranded and dependent on Dean—her arch nemesis and ultimate thorn in her side.
And she really doesn’t anticipate waking up in shackles in a madman’s basement.
To make matters worse, Dean shares the space in his own set of chains.
After fifteen years of teasing, insults, and practical jokes, the ultimate joke seems to be on them. The two people who always thought they’d end up killing each other must now work together if they want to survive.
But Cora and Dean have no idea their abductor has a plan for them. A plan that will alter the course of their relationship, blur the line between hate and love, and shackle them together with far more than just chains.
My little girl has a life-threatening heart condition, and I’d like to think I’d do anything to save her.
Anything at all.
But it’s not until the most lucrative, shameful opportunity falls into my lap that I learn just how far I’ll go to protect her.
The opportunity? A “full-service” executive assistant role through the discreet agency Seraph, putting my body and my soul at the mercy of a ruthless billionaire who has a reputation for eating women like me for breakfast:
Brendan Sullivan.
He’s disarmingly handsome, disgustingly wealthy, and disturbingly depraved. The things he has me do are beyond sinful, and I’m way out of my depth.
He can never know that I’m just a desperate, duplicitous single mother and not the professional sexpot he thinks he’s hired.
He can never know just how terrified I am every time he and his debauched friends lay their hands on me.
And he can definitely never know that, the more he corrupts me, the more he affects me.
I’m falling hard. Against all odds, this role seems less like a means to an end and more like a glimpse of the Happy Ever After I know he and I can never have.
After watching my mother succumb to a mysterious illness, I promised myself two things. I’d find the cure for what ravaged her and leave the godforsaken city where she abandoned me.
Four years later, I received an acceptance letter from Dracadia University, one of the oldest most prestigious schools in the country. Nestled on a secluded island off the coast of Maine, it’s rumored to be haunted by the souls of the mental patients exiled there centuries before, those whose bones are said to make up the island’s white sandy shores.
And restless ghosts aren’t even its most daunting peculiarity.
Devryck Bramwell, known on campus as Doctor Death, is a brilliant pathologist in charge of the midnight lab. He’s also my devastatingly handsome professor, who seems to loathe tenacious first-years like me. Except his dark and enigmatic gaze tells me all the ways he’d devour me if given the chance, and his stolen kisses burn my lips with forbidden jealousy.
I crave his authority.
He aches for redemption.
Together, we’re toxic. Delicious fodder for the prying eyes hellbent on exhuming the rotted skeletons of our pasts.
For the dead have much to teach, and it’s only a matter of time before Dracadia’s most depraved secret is resurrected.
Nocticadia is a standalone dark academia tale of deadly secrets and forbidden love.
They always want to break me, but I’m too strong now. Untouchable. Or at least I was . . . until her.
LOGAN: I’ve had tunnel vision for one main goal for so long, that I forgot there was a whole other world just outside. Until Lana.
She’s everything I never expected, and I love the fact I can never guess her every move or reaction. It’s part of the reason I keep falling. But I also know she shuts me out, hides things from me she feels she can’t share.
One day, I hope she trusts me enough to share.
It isn’t until my job puts her at risk that I realize just how fierce she is, but it doesn’t stop me from doing all I can to protect her. I should walk away to protect her better, but I can’t. Instead, I’m forced to find other ways to keep her safe. I just hope it’s enough.
Though she is fierce, she’s still fragile . . . Right?
