Lost Siren Series by Stephanie Hudson

I was just a data analyst.I paid my taxes on time.I used to feed a cat that wasn’t my own and bake cookies for the office.I was a good girl.Then how was it my reward was to find myself penniless, broken down and stuck on the side of the road with everything I owned piled in the back, and all because I was being chased by the Mob?But then again, I must have had some luck left or he wouldn’t have stopped.My mystery hero... moreI was just a data analyst.I paid my taxes on time.I used to feed a cat that wasn’t my own and bake cookies for the office.I was a good girl.Then how was it my reward was to find myself penniless, broken down and stuck on the side of the road with everything I owned piled in the back, and all because I was being chased by the Mob?But then again, I must have had some luck left or he wouldn’t have stopped.My mystery hero. A man so handsome, he stole my breath and claimed it as his own, like the spoils of war. He asked me to get into his car, made me feel like he would take care of everything. He certainly looked more than capable. Both with his intimidating size and the way he sat in the back of his expensive car looking more like some Lord of the manor, just radiating power. But there was also something dangerous about him. Something dark and hidden, just under the surface. The way his heated gaze burned into me, as if he had the power to strip me bare and look deep into my soul so as he may judge its worth for himself.That was why I had said no.An answer I could tell he wasn’t used to receiving.But instead of anger, he simply grinned and told me that he had a feeling he would be seeing me again.That fate would intervene.And that when it did…He would be claiming his Lost Siren. less

Well, it seemed as my days as a data analyst were long behind me,It seemed feeding random people’s cats and baking cookies for work colleagues was too.What wasn’t behind me however was getting snatched by the mob or finding myself tied to yet another chair.But this time the mob had made a big mistake.Because this time they were the scariest ones out there.No, but I knew who was.The one who had claimed me.The one who wanted me back.The one who was now out for blood. A Siren’s Enforcer.

Writing down your dreams…that sounded pretty harmless right?Turned out, I was sort of good at it.Turned out, it made a good book.Because who knew you could make money from writing about the man of your dreams.Who knew it would pay to fantasize about a fictional character you had fallen in love with.But most of all, who knew that one day a set of doors would open, and you would find out that he wasn't fictional at all.That he was real... moreWriting down your dreams…that sounded pretty harmless right?Turned out, I was sort of good at it.Turned out, it made a good book.Because who knew you could make money from writing about the man of your dreams.Who knew it would pay to fantasize about a fictional character you had fallen in love with.But most of all, who knew that one day a set of doors would open, and you would find out that he wasn't fictional at all.That he was real.I had no idea writing could be so dangerous but then when you’re writing about a Demonic Overlord, an Enforcer named Kaiden Wrath, then anything was possible.Like dreaming of him in trouble and knowing you’re the only one who knew how to save him. The only one who can save the Demon you are obsessed with.Now all I had to do, was find him and then quickly save myself from…A Demon’s Wrath. less

Writing down your dreams…that sounded pretty harmless right?Turned out, I was sort of good at it.Turned out, it made a good book.Because who knew you could make money from writing about the man of your dreams.Who knew it would pay to fantasize about a fictional character you had fallen in love with.But most of all, who knew that one day a set of doors would open, and you would find out that he wasn't fictional at all.That he was real... moreWriting down your dreams…that sounded pretty harmless right?Turned out, I was sort of good at it.Turned out, it made a good book.Because who knew you could make money from writing about the man of your dreams.Who knew it would pay to fantasize about a fictional character you had fallen in love with.But most of all, who knew that one day a set of doors would open, and you would find out that he wasn't fictional at all.That he was real.I had no idea writing could be so dangerous but then when you’re writing about a Demonic Overlord, an Enforcer named Kaiden Wrath, then anything was possible.Like dreaming of him in trouble and knowing you’re the only one who knew how to save him. The only one who can save the Demon you are obsessed with.Now all I had to do, was find him and then quickly save myself from…A Demon’s Wrath. less