Dead At Eight Regular Show Novels & Stories

The day I decided to file for divorce, Dean Potter couldn’t wait to draft the divorce agreement. Five years ago, he had been forced to marry me, and now he was finally free. On the day we were finalizing the divorce, Dean arrived with his new flame, radiating delight mixed with a hint of mockery. “Veronica Byrd, look at you—you’re miserable.” I watched his figure fade into the distance, my vision blurring. Miserable? In the next life, it wouldn't happen again.

When my husband told me to go bungee jumping, I did not scream. I did not cause a scene. I just nodded and said, "Okay." Keep in mind, I was eight months pregnant. I only agreed because I had already lived through this nightmare once before. In my past life, his precious childhood best friend, Lily Lane, had been feeling down. My husband, desperate to be her hero, told her he would make her one wish come true. Her wish? She wanted a partner to go bungee jumping with. My husband was terrified of heights, so he could not do it himself. Instead, he volunteered me. I refused on the spot, obviously. I told them I was not going to strap a harness over a baby bump and jump off a bridge. Lily got upset because I would not go. She went to a bar to drown her sorrows, and things went terribly wrong. Someone spiked her drink, and she was assaulted. She could not handle the trauma. She left a suicide note for my husband that read: "If I hadn't gone to the bar that night, would everything be different?" When my husband read that note, he snapped. He wrapped his hands around my throat. "Why didn't you just go with her?" he screamed, squeezing tighter. "Would it have killed you to just say yes?" He strangled me until everything went black. My unborn baby died with me. However, then, my eyes snapped open. I was back. I was standing right there in the moment my husband was asking me to jump.

One life for another. That is the rule of the Aftergame. Lena was a ghostwriter who lived in the shadows—until a devastating betrayal by her sister pushed her into the path of a speeding truck. She expected the void. Instead, she woke up in a sadistic, system-driven purgatory where the dead must compete for a second chance at life. In this gore-soaked nightmare, survival has a name: Riven. A lethal player with eyes like cold flint, Riven breaks the game’s cardinal rule to save Lena, making them both targets of the system’s wrath. But as they reach the final level, the horrific truth unvails. Riven isn’t a player. He is the Executioner—a sentient program designed to mimic love, only to deliver the ultimate soul-crushing betrayal. But Riven has developed a terminal malfunction: he truly loves her. Now, Lena is back in the land of the living, but the world is starting to pixelate. To save her, the machine that was meant to kill her has built her a cage. And in the Aftergame, mercy is the most terrifying fate of all.

She grew up believing love always came with a price. Bruises you hide. Apologies you swallow. A body the world teaches you to apologize for. When her boyfriend’s gambling debt finally catches up with him, the men he owes don’t come for his kneecaps. They come for her. Taken as collateral by a feared crime boss, she prepares for the worst—only to find herself in the hands of a man who never planned to hurt her at all. As secrets unravel and danger closes in, she’s forced to confront a truth she’s never allowed herself to believe: maybe love was never supposed to cost her everything. And maybe the most dangerous man she’s ever met is the one who sees her as priceless.

My husband's protégé boasted she could disarm bombs blindfolded, relying on her so-called intuition. Her reckless misjudgment triggered a bomb's secondary detonation sequence, endangering an entire building. I intervened, using the dangerous liquid nitrogen condensation method to save the day. As a result, Rita Smith was removed from frontline duties and placed under investigation. Patrick Munoz tried to defend her, but I stopped him cold. "If you back her now, you won't just fail to save her. You'll be dragged down with her." Crushed by the pressure, Rita staged an accident that killed her, leaving a letter blaming him for abandoning her in her hour of need. He said nothing, only preserving her letter in his study. Years later, he became a nationally renowned bomb disposal expert. During a terrorist attack, I was strapped to a timed explosive. He arrived to defuse it but repeated Rita's fatal mistake. As the timer ticked down, he gave a bitter laugh. "Rita was just nervous back then. If I'd supported her, she'd be a hero today." The bomb detonated, leaving nothing of me behind. When I opened my eyes again, I was back to the point when he tried to defend Rita. He didn't know that the building housed the nation's top-secret core server.

A suspenseful, thought-provoking and erotic full-charged thriller, based on the psychological effects of being raised by a sociopath pimp and passive aggressive prostitute. From the perspective of the eldest of two daughters; successful musical A&R Edily Graham is faced with her past addictions and mental anguish after the shooting death of her abusive father. Along with a career on the rise, a new home in the beautiful Lake Shore neighborhood of Chicago, and an awkward yet sudden break-up from her “Mr. Right, Maleek, Edily finds herself slipping over the edge with countless nights of sex, drugs & hallucinations from her past.

This is the third book of the Bloodstone series. It can be a stand-alone but will have cross-over characters from the first two books, Alpha Erik and Everlasting Fire. The Bloodstone pack was always known for its thirst for blood and its brutal Alphas. But a lot has changed in the last thirty years. So what happens when the youngest of the Bloodstone family decides to expand the pack business and leave the magic world behind to indulge in a different kind of hunt. Will he keep his place in the human world and sell his soul to the devil? When Balor Bloodstone comes out to play, all bets are off, or so he thought until a new player entered the game—putting him in the crossroads between salvation and damnation.

"What do you want?” Valencia snapped, her voice was furious and annoyed. Dominic merely looked at her dead in the eye, his gaze did not falter as he replied softly, "What I have always wanted…” He left the last word that was lingering on his tongue unspoken. “…you.” Valencia Raskin was the archon alpha; the alpha of the alphas who reigned the Sricgis forest and all the packs in it. The werewolf population was dwindling and she had to find a mate…soon. Who would she choose? The supremely charming alpha, Dominic Castro, who also happens to be her best friend, or the infuriatingly handsome mage, Calhoun Hawthorne, who might have a solution to all her growing problems?

My wife, wanting to spend a romantic birthday date with her first love, added a dose of sleeping medication to the milk bottle of our sick, crying daughter. The medicine took effect, and our daughter drifted into a deep sleep, which allowed them to enjoy a romantic, undisturbed date together. When I came home, I found our daughter still sleeping. By the time we arrived at the hospital, it was too late. I called my wife, but she answered with irritation. "Is it because I'm celebrating Shawn's birthday that you must ruin it? I'll go home after the celebration is over." Then, she turned off her phone. Little did she know that, for the sake of one romantic date, she had taken our daughter's life.

Alpha Jaxson is a playboy that always gets what he wants. The ladies fall at his feet and the money is rolling in. However, Alpha Jaxson has a dark side that he has learned to perfect. A hire for killer by night that has yet to never deliver. Scarlet had a rough childhood that has caused her to live outside the pack that her brother is the Alpha of. Although, they have a great relationship, Scarlet has built a live for herself doing what she does best with her friends. Together, they steal what was stolen in the first place and give it back to the owner. Scarlet finds herself with an enemy and with a Target on her back. Alpha Jaxson is hire to kill the thief but when he finds out the thief is his mate, will he fulfill the job requirement or accept her as his mate going against everything he wanted? Will he help protect her or will he leave her to fight her own battles?