LOGINDAMIENMy head thrummed, badly, my feet hastened, pounding against the ground, a roaring filling my ears… cue in anger, regret, and absolute helplessness."How is he?" I snapped at the doctor who happened to be walking out of the room. On cue, his eyes darted between my father and me.Federico was our family doctor. He handled our major injuries, and this was... serious."He will be fine. Awake in a few minutes, but not stable. He'll get a dose of injection, but I'd advise no strain on wounds or any words . He needs to keep his voice... Things could have been royally fucked if I hadn't gotten here in time," Federico explained."Well, that's what you're fucking paid for. Now beat it, and be on standby when he wakes—you better be here," I warned. No... I threatened. Yes... good use of my authority.Federico huffed, daring to be the only one who could look my father and me in the eyes before walking away.Slowly, I turned toward my father, who had the fucking nerve to look pale-faced."S
(GOORBYE TO THE FLUFFY ROMANCE, WELCOME TO THE DARK ROMANCE FELLAS, HERE ON EXPECT GORE, TOXIC, AND VERY VERY MORALLY GREY.)ATLASPsychology 101... an introductory course that explores the scientific study of the human mind, brain, and behavior.I didn’t go to a fancy school for shit, but I've always loved that 101. Which brings us down to two things.Hunter was a psychopath—tested, confirmed. But me? I was better. I loved to think of myself as in charge; a sociopath took time, planned shit. And save for my god complex as a narcissist, an unholy combination I had there.Which was why a grin split my lips as I stared at the time on my phone. One more minute, I told myself.My ears perked up. Heavy footsteps drew closer... just what I wanted. He had rules and morals, every second booked.The knob turned. The door shoved open just as I tossed myself forward into the tub full of water, submerging myself beneath, water assaulting my nostrils... my gaze blurry.The door to the bathroom ope
EVGENYTobacco smoke oozed past my lips, my naked body submerged from the waist down into the steaming hot bath.Slow jazz played through the vast space. My eyes closed shut and head perked up as soon as the door opened slightly.I sighed, realizing I heard only one set of footsteps."He took the bait?" I asked, parting my eyes slowly as Killian stood by the edge of the pool."Yes. He has left for his room along with Sir Damien," Killian explained, and I nodded, dragging myself off the ledge and throwing myself out of the water.Killian dropped his gaze as I strode across the room to where the towel stand was, pulling one out and leaning back to Killian, handing it over to him."You... tie this around my waist," I ordered curtly, blowing a fresh stream of smoke right at his face. With a shaky hand, Killian took the towel from me, his eyes still narrowed."Kill," I ordered again. He stiffened, straightening his spine to stand up straight, eyes locked on mine, his gaze dropping slowly t
ATLASMy phone kept buzzing like mad. I parted my eyes open slowly, a slow realization creeping onto me. My arms hurt, my body hurt, but more than that, I felt an euphoric bliss settle all over me. I glanced around.Damien's head was rested against my chest, my arm coiled around his waist. We were both naked, but there wasn't any sticky mess; he must have cleaned us up before he slept.The phone went off again. I reached for it hastily, swiping to answer the call, careful not to move my other arm, not to wake the sleeping fucking beauty."Hello?" I groaned, my voice fucking croaking at the call."Yeah, no shit. Still asleep?" Hunter's warm voice crept over the line. I smiled. Yeah... it felt good with things being close to normal."Yeah... Why the hell are you blowing up my fucking phone?" I asked again, grumbling."Well... Theo and I had to leave. Something's up with Zenya, and Jeremy is spiraling. I think they're hurt and he wants me there fast. Theo had wanted to drop by for a good
DAMIENHis mouth was brutal against mine,I kissed him back with just as much force, my hands fisting in his hair, yanking hard enough to make him grunt against my mouth. I groaned, the taste flooding my tongue as he sucked on the wound, lapping at it like he was starving. His hands slid down from my face to my shoulders, shoving me back onto the bed, my back hitting the mattress with a heavy thud.He climbed over me, his knees bracketing my hips, his hard cock pressing against my thigh through his briefs. I could feel the heat of him, the weight, the sheer size of him, and my mouth watered."You talk too fucking much," Atlas growled, his voice rough and low, his silver-grey eyes blazing down at me."Then shut me up," I shot back, my hands reaching for his waistband, yanking his briefs down over his hips, freeing his cock.It sprang out, thick and hard and leaking, the head dark and swollen, pre-cum dripping down the shaft in a slow, steady stream. The vein running along the undersid
DAMIEN"You both have to promise not to do anything stupid, like leave before dawn or anything," Hunter asked, staring dead at me in the eyes like I'd been the renowned trouble-maker. I shrugged slightly as Atlas slid open the door, mumbling something after them."So... you and those two?" I asked, not getting why I felt a little... insecure."Yeah, we boned. I don't get why it is your business, but thank you for not making this into a bigger scene than you needed to," he muttered, staring at me dead in the eyes.I clicked my tongue. I really did intend to do a lot more, but I couldn't let the blonde ass see me tweaking and think less of me.And maybe now that I'd seen his exes, I was beginning to understand why I wasn't his type. They both looked so..."Whatever you're thinking about, please stop," Atlas warned, pulling off his shirt. I let my eyes trail off at his well-toned abs, his fitted waist... V-line.Shit, I had seen him naked yesterday under dim light, and finally getting an
HUNTERI was a crazy mess—bloodshot eyes, disheveled hair, a stinging, banging headache. I felt so shitty. I’d only woken barely hours ago. I’d drunk to bed, and as soon as I jerked my eyes open I saw the missed calls from a hospital center. Jamal had rushed in on cue to say Coach had been called a
THEO’S POVEach time I parted my eyes, I saw Hunter and Jamal locking eyes, flirting, being touchy. It all grated down on my fucking nerves. They’d gone out as soon as we settled into the rooms, and it’s been a few minutes since they returned, both drunk, yet having conversations like they’d been b
THEO.Sudden disgust pooled in my belly as soon as I recalled all that had happened last night. I groaned, rubbing my palms over my face, my heart slamming hard, my head throbbing heavily. Fuck. I felt like roadkill. I’d never drunk that much. I always wanted to stay in shape for hockey games and a
HUNTERMy pretty little cockwhore looked really disturbed. The emotions conflicting on his face were the highlight of my day. Getting beat up was worth this shit.“Fuck you, I’m not sucking your cock.” He spat angrily, just like I had expected. It was some sort of dynamic—Theo could lie all he want







