Broken by My Bully

He taught me how to bleed. I taught myself to bite.

Three years ago, my father dragged me out of Agony Hollow in the middle of the night. No goodbyes. No apologies.

Now I’m back on a scholarship, risking everything for a chance to finally, finally fix my shitty life.

Day one, I catch the attention of the two most dangerous men in school.

An old friend. A new predator.

Kai Jordan isn’t the same green-eyed boy who escaped with me into the woods behind our trailer park. The boy I used to trust with my life now wants me on my knees, begging for mercy…and him.

Professor Bastian Rooke is a different kind of dangerous. He loves fattening up his prey before killing them. Nurturing. Pretending to care.

I don’t even feel his claws sinking into me until I’m already bleeding.

One expects me to break. The other hopes I run, so he can give chase.

What they don’t know is Haven Lee has many talents. Enduring pain and degradation is top of the f*cking list.

I didn’t come back to Agony Hollow to bleed. I came back with a plan.

But Rooke isn’t only hunting me. Kai can’t see the trap closing around him — but I can.

I need to convince him we’re not enemies…we’re both prey.

But Kai spent three years hating me.

He’s not ready to stop teaching me lessons in cruelty yet…and he may never be.

Stalked by My Professor

My new life at Agony Hollow College is a war fought on two fronts.

On one side is the boy from my past, now a monster of rage convinced I’m a whore who needs to be taught a lesson.

On the other is my professor, a charming predator who lures us both into his bed.

They’re both liars.

Both cruel.

But the real danger is the man who’s so obsessed with me, he orchestrates every aspect of my life to his liking.

When he’s not stalking me, my professor buys me clothes, arranges my housing, and decides how I spend my free time.

But it’s not enough.

He wants me pliant, broken, and completely his… even when I’m asleep.

And the greedy, manipulative fuck wants my bully, too.

I may hate Kai, but he’s my monster to fight.

These two think they can play tug-of-war with my heart, but I don’t play to lose anymore.

I play to win… and I play dirty.