Introduction
Whatever it is about him, it keeps calling her back to him.
His past will haunt him for life.
She had one goal, graduate college. Now Chloe finds herself in love with a man who should not even exist. To the world, he does not exist. Chloe will be pushed in every way possible and will give up everything she has in the name of love.
Love is dangerous, and so is he.
In this book you will find out how far a Chloe will go for the one she loves… but what happens when she is torn between two guys?
Chapter 1
I looked down at my arms, they are covered in blood. I feel panicked, I am scared. I look all around me, it looks like a wall of coffins. I see a torch on the wall I run to it to light it. No matter what I do it will not light, it too is covered in blood. I hear whispers and see shadows; they are closing on me. I cannot let them catch me. So, I start running down the hall, I check my arms again and they are still covered in blood. Whose blood is this? Why is there so much blood? I look forward so I do not trip, and I keep running as fast as my legs can carry me. At this point my lungs are burning so bad, I am breathing so hard I am sure I will pass out soon if I do not take a rest. After a few minutes I start to see a light at the end of the hall. That must be my escape.
Just a few feet more I tell myself. I feel something grab my leg and pull me down. I throw my hands out to try to catch myself from falling. As soon as I hit the ground, I instantly regret it, pain shoots up my wrists and up my arms. I scream in pain, but I know I do not have time for this. I look down at my leg to see what had grabbed me. Nothing. There is nothing there, I quickly get up using my elbows to try to support my weight, I am not sure my wrists can take it. I start running again, I must get out of here. Just as I reach the end, the lights are from 1000s of burning candles. In the middle of the room is a single book on a book stand. It looks dark and scary. There is a star with a circle around it. I feel the need to grab this book and run. I feel it pulling me towards it. Calling me to open its pages. Whatever this book is, it is not of light and love. It is from a dark place, full of darkness.
Should I leave the book here? Should I take the book? My mind is panicked, and I know whatever was following me should be coming through the doors any second. Get me out of here. Get me out of here. I squeeze my eyes tightly I need a way out. Suddenly I feel little tickles going around my body. I am frozen, this is it, it finally got me. I am done for. This is the end for me. Then a fresh breeze of air hits me, I feel my long blond hair that is matted with blood tickle my arm as it dances with the wind. I open my eyes I am staring at an old stone building in a cemetery.
The cemetery is old and run down. Whoever the keeper was gave up a long time ago? I turn around to get a look at my surroundings. How did I end up here? What was happening? I am supposed to be studying for my exam for collage not doing this. I must get away. I am in the middle of a dirt road, whatever happened ill must think about it later, for now I must get away. I start running down the road and without thinking I throw my right hand into the sky and scream “archangel Michael save me!”
I shot straight up in bed. I look around my room, I see my purple walls and my light purple blanket. I sign with relief; it is just a nightmare. I have a very uneasy feeling about my dream. I am taken from my thoughts when there is a knock on my door “Chloe sweetheart, are you okay?” I hear my mother ask, worry in her voice. “I am fine mom, just a bad dream.” I reply to her. Was I okay? The nightmares have been more frequently lately. “okay, well breakfast will be ready soon. You have to finish packing” I heard her walk away from my door and down the steps.
I sigh again, I’ll take a shower to clear my head and wash away my nightmare. I go to a packed box at the end of my bed, I shuffle threw the clothes till I grab my favorite pink sweater and a pair of black skinny jeans. I have my own shower, being the oldest of two siblings had its perks. I got the second master bedroom and bath.
When I stepped into the bathroom, I laid my clothes on the bathroom counter, my bathroom was nicely done. I have a large garden bathtub and a standing shower. We lived in an average house, nothing about it is fancy. My dad is a very ‘D.I.Y’ kind of person. I am leaving for collage tomorrow and I know I will miss this place. I have spent my whole 17 years in this room. My family lives in Detroit Michigan. When I opted to go to college, I decided to apply to places far away, I want out of this town. My family is not too happy about it, they wanted me to stay local and stay living with them.
I feel ready to go venture on my own. Go out and see the world plus my best friend Taylor applied with me and got accepted. With a nice donation from her family to the school we were “randomly selected” to be roommates. Taylor’s family is loaded with cash, I am not even sure why she even wanted to go to college, her family has so much money that she would never need to work a day in her life. Her children’s, children would never have to work a day in their life. But despite her no need for college, I am very glad that we will be attending together. We have been best friends since kindergarten. We have always been inseparable; I could never see starting the next steps of my life without her with me.
I looked in the bathroom mirror at my reflection, my long blond hair slightly messy goes down past the middle of my back. Growing up people always accused me of bleaching it, I have never added chemicals to my hair. It is completely my natural hair color. Which is odd since I am the one in my family with blonde hair and blue eyes, everyone else has brown hair and brown eyes. When I brought it up to my family in the past, they just said “God wanted you that way” they are very religious people. I have a very skinny body, not sure how I managed to be so skinny and have big boobs, but I did. Taylor always tells me how I have a killer body that women would kill for.
I let the bathtub fill up with water and bubbles before sinking down into it, stopping at my nose. I have always loved water, baths, swimming, even the ocean. I closed my eyes trying to relax my body and mind. I took slow even breaths. When I was sure at least twenty minutes had a past it was time to get out. I opened my eyes, shocked to reveal that there was blood everywhere. I was bathing in blood, there was blood all over the bathroom walls and counters. I let out a scream, what is happening to me. I jumped out of the bathtub and when I did, I slipped and hit the ground, hard. The fall knocked the wind out of my chest. I laid in the floor, naked, wet, and afraid. My mom busted threw the door with horror on her face as she looked at me on the ground. I looked around, and the blood was gone.
“well I’m glad you’re okay, but what frightened you so bad?” my mom handed me a towel. I shrugged, “I was trying to get out and slipped on the sidestep” I lied as I got up and wrapped the towel around myself. I could not tell her about the blood I thought I saw. She was already overly worried about me moving so far away if I told her she would never let me leave for college in the morning.
“okay, well breakfast is ready get dressed and come downstairs.” She shut my bathroom door as she walked out. I know that they deserve the truth, but I could not give it to them. I started drying off my body so I could put on my clothes. I was drying off my legs when I noticed it, a bruised on my ankle, the perfect shape of a hand.
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My head screamed at me to turn around and run. But my whole body responded to his command.
"Yes, Alpha," I pulled my dress over my body, it dropped over my head and fell to the ground behind me. I was left in nothing but my matching bra and thong. My hands covered my chest on reflex.
"Let me see."
My hands dropped to my sides.
I lowered myself into his lap, facing him. His eyes peered into mine, and I could feel his hot breath fan my face. His dick responded to all my moves, hardening against my now-moist vagina. I swallowed hard, allowing my lips to part in a ragged breath. His hands trailed up to my waist.
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It’s just newness, I tell myself firmly.
He’s my boyfirend’s brother.
This is Tyler’s family.
I’m not going to let one cold stare undo that.
**
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**
I hate girls like her.
Entitled.
Delicate.
And still—
Still.
The image of her standing in the doorway, clutching her cardigan tighter around her narrow shoulders, trying to smile through the awkwardness, won’t leave me.
Neither does the memory of Tyler. Leaving her here without a second thought.
I shouldn’t care.
I don’t care.
It’s not my problem if Tyler’s an idiot.
It’s not my business if some spoiled little princess has to walk home in the dark.
I’m not here to rescue anyone.
Especially not her.
Especially not someone like her.
She’s not my problem.
And I’ll make damn sure she never becomes one.
But when my eyes fell on her lips, I wanted her to be mine.
COLD (Ruthless Player)
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“Fuckkk”, I couldn’t help but scream.
“You need to learn to be obedient” he said as he kept thrusting into me. When I felt his hands on my clit my body shook.
“Asher please, it’s too much”.
“No. if I really wanted to punish you, I would give you all of me”, he said against my ears and my entire body froze. Suddenly he moved and I was standing again. This man was insane.
I felt him behind me. “Ten Lashes for your disobedience”, he said
“Asher please”,
“No”. His voice was cold and void of any emotion.
Asher was what I wanted , what I truly craved until it was too late. An orphan should never fall in love with someone out of their reach. I thought loving him was the right thing to do until he revealed his true identity and Ruined me. I was ruined for everyone one else . I could still feel his touch, it was as if it was etched into my skin. I tired to avoid him but fate wouldn't let it happen.
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Asher and Dorling Sterling one and the same. When his first love shows up and along with everyone that has set out to ruin me, I prayed that he could protect me.
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Neither of them knew she was carrying his child.
Emily’s affair didn’t just end her marriage—it erased the life she thought was guaranteed. Ryan left without looking back, carrying his anger like armor and leaving Emily alone with regret she would never outrun. Three years later, fate drags them back into each other’s world, along with a little girl who has Ryan’s eyes and a truth that shatters everything he thought he knew.
Old wounds reopen, grief masquerades as rage, and love refuses to stay buried. As parenthood binds them together and the past demands accountability, Emily and Ryan must face the question neither of them is ready to answer: is broken trust the end of their story… or the beginning of a love forged through loss, forgiveness, and brutal honesty?













