{MATURE +18} 

'I'm not like your previous partners, Ava.' 

'Why me?' I groan, struggling to wriggle out from under his massive body. Pausing, I meet his steely blue eyes and am ensnared by their intensity. 

'You were made for beasts like me.' 

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Returning to Black Mountain was my path to healing and closure. Yet, fate had other plans, plunging me into the heart of darkness. Here, forbidden desires and veiled secrets threaten to engulf me. Bound to those who thrive in shadows, I question: Can I ever break free? ******************************************** 

Welcome to 'Claimed,' a realm where the boundaries between desire and danger blur, where the shadows harbor more than mere darkness. 

[WARNING: THIS BOOK CONTAINS MATURE CONTENT AND DARK THEMES]

THE CLAIMING

"Fuck me, Bambi. How many boxes of shoes are you taking with you?" Shay groans as he watches me finish packing another box of my must-have, can’t be donated, shoes, and pass it over to him for taping. 


"A girl can never have too many shoes," I reply, laughing as he frowns down at the large, brown box. 


Opening the lip of the folded cardboard, Shay reaches in, pulls out a strappy silver and crystal stiletto, and holds it up to eye level, inspecting it closely before smirking. "Well," he drawls, "I suppose these spiky things can be worn at home after Griffin installs a stripper pole." 


I push myself up from my seated position and gently remove my favorite, Jimmy Choo Misty 120 sandal from Shay's fingers. Turning, I elbow him in the gut, a loud oomph coming from him. Delicately, I settle it back in its box before returning to my spot on the floor. 


EPILOGUE