I knew Seth Marc was trouble the moment I laid eyes on him. His arresting presence rippled through me and I felt his chaos deep in my bones as our gazes met across the expanse of my father's gym.

The alluring fighter wasn't my type with his athletic torso, long, ropy arms, and powerful fists built to destroy men weaker than him, but every fiber in my being was fixated on him.

I craved him.

And although I knew he was the kind of guy who left a trail of shattered hearts in his wake, I wanted him.

I needed him.
I had to have him.

For the first time in my life, I decided to take a walk on the wild side, consequences be damned.

"The Consumed Series" is created by Skyla Madi, an eGlobal Creative Publishing author.

The Consumed Series

I smooth my palms down the front of my coral cocktail dress.


"I really wish you wore the black mini," Selena whines as I appraise myself in the floor-length mirror inside Lux's female bathroom.


She might not like my dress, but I think it's beautiful- it's understated. It isn't revealing or tight. It's...well, it's boring, I guess. The realization hits me harder than I'd like it to, and I deflate, like a balloon with a pinhole in it. I flick my stare over Selena's risqué ensemble. I've never been one to wear clothes like that. Her pink, tube dress clings to her curves like a second skin and, although the dress would look awful on me, it's gorgeous on her.


"You work too hard on shaping that ass not to show it off," she adds, turning sideways to check out her butt.


The Bad Night