The Alpha Brotherhood Series by Ember Chase

It would be a lot easier to hate the man holding me captive if he was nothing but the monster he appears to be, but there are so many other parts of him that intrigue me. His softer side that he keeps hidden from world. That fascinating mind so much like my own. A tender touch that comes out of nowhere accompanied by a sudden vulnerability in his pale blue eyes. Maybe even a good heart beating behind that solid chest I can't stop picturing every time I see him in one of his well-tailored suits... moreIt would be a lot easier to hate the man holding me captive if he was nothing but the monster he appears to be, but there are so many other parts of him that intrigue me. His softer side that he keeps hidden from world. That fascinating mind so much like my own. A tender touch that comes out of nowhere accompanied by a sudden vulnerability in his pale blue eyes. Maybe even a good heart beating behind that solid chest I can't stop picturing every time I see him in one of his well-tailored suits. The longer he has me in his grasp, the more I want to know.Just because he saved my life doesn't mean he owns me. He can't keep melocked in here forever. He's not allowed to touch me any way he wants.It doesn't matter how much money he has, this is still illegal. Evenwhen I kind of like it. I guess Shane plays by a different set of rules.Maybe I truly do belong to him. But that doesn't mean I'll ever stop trying to escape. less

Fine. I admit it. I’ve officially become that guy. The deranged former lover that shows up at her door with flowers in one hand and a naughty bedroom toy in the other. The dirty little secret that she won’t tell her friends. The shoulder she used to cry on that is still there whether she wants it or not. The psycho ex-boyfriend who just won’t take no for an answer. Sometimes the one that got away can’t let you go. Yeah, I stalk her every move... moreFine. I admit it. I’ve officially become that guy. The deranged former lover that shows up at her door with flowers in one hand and a naughty bedroom toy in the other. The dirty little secret that she won’t tell her friends. The shoulder she used to cry on that is still there whether she wants it or not. The psycho ex-boyfriend who just won’t take no for an answer. Sometimes the one that got away can’t let you go. Yeah, I stalk her every move. I know where she goes, what she does, and who she’s with. And if I find out that she’s with another guy, he won’t be around for long. She belongs to me. Always has, always will. She just doesn’t know it yet and I won’t stop until she does. Am I out of line? Perhaps. Do I care? Hell no. I’ve never stopped loving her. It’s her fault for making me feel something in the first place. Standalone romance with an HEA. Ages 18+ less