Bourbon Boys Duet Series by Melissa McSherry, Brooklyn Cross

MF/Serial Killer/Captive/Don’t worry, Doll. You’ll taste heaven before you walk with the dead.Was I dead? I had wanted to die. I remembered deciding that I was done with this life and done with the memories and ghosts that haunted me. I’d looked at the darkness below and prayed for it to swallow me whole. Spreading my arms wide, I stepped off the ledge and woke up in hell. At least, I thought it was hell. It was hard to tell anymore... moreMF/Serial Killer/Captive/Don’t worry, Doll. You’ll taste heaven before you walk with the dead.Was I dead? I had wanted to die. I remembered deciding that I was done with this life and done with the memories and ghosts that haunted me. I’d looked at the darkness below and prayed for it to swallow me whole. Spreading my arms wide, I stepped off the ledge and woke up in hell. At least, I thought it was hell. It was hard to tell anymore. My soul was ripped from my chest long before now, and my heart had stopped beating when the gavel banged, sentencing me to ten years in prison. So what was this place?The man who had me must be the devil, and I was his doll. Solely there for his entertainment. I never expected the devil to be as sexy as sin and just as tempting as an addiction. Even in death, tortured, and used, I couldn’t be helped. I wanted him, and every depraved thing he did only hammered home that my soul couldn’t be saved. I always knew I was destined for hell. less

“I may be an inferno, but you, lil spark…you ignited me.” Sane people fear fire and the destruction that tends to follow. I, however, never claimed to be such a person. After all, fires destroy everything, leaving nothing behind, and when I saw no other way to escape my fate, it was fire that provided me with one. Now, four hundred miles from the only place I’ve ever known. I have a new name, a new home, and my shop. A whole new life. Things seem to be going great. That is, until him... more“I may be an inferno, but you, lil spark…you ignited me.” Sane people fear fire and the destruction that tends to follow. I, however, never claimed to be such a person. After all, fires destroy everything, leaving nothing behind, and when I saw no other way to escape my fate, it was fire that provided me with one. Now, four hundred miles from the only place I’ve ever known. I have a new name, a new home, and my shop. A whole new life. Things seem to be going great. That is, until him. He came into my life out of nowhere, burning and melting my walls like a blazing inferno of chaos and destruction. The only problem is that I like it. I don’t know what I crave more. The kiss of the burning flames against my skin or the rough hands of the psychopath who lit the match. But what I do know is that no matter what happens, its him I want to burn with. less