lOve & war
KROSS & DELTA
SHADOWS IN THE DARK BOOK TWO
They say your childhood paves the way to adulthood, and maybe it does.
I know mine was lit up in flames. I walked the roads of Hell until I figured out that the only way to survive was to exist under a cloak of darkness—to deal with the devil himself. It was the only way to escape the pain, the torment. But the nightmares are still very real. They’ll never leave me alone. The shadows of solitude follow me wherever I go.
Weapons—they can be anything I need them to be. Unlike people in my life, they are predictable, dependable. Without any effort they can cause so much destruction, but also so much peace. Through the internal chaos, the anger that won’t cease, and the constant noise, everything is silenced with the pull of the trigger.
Ink—I’ve loved it since I can remember. It defines me. It’s my release. When I feel like I’m about to blow I turn to the needle. It is the one high I need. I brand people. It’s what I do. Kross Brannon is the best there is when it comes to tattoos. The success of my company proves it.
But I never teach. Those that work for me learn from someone else. I’m a solo artist. Always have been and always will be…but then I looked up and saw her, standing in my shop, beautiful, tattooed, and her soul screaming for me to reach out. She was a force of nature I couldn’t turn away.
That’s the moment everything started falling into place…
SHADOWS IN THE DARK BOOK Three
I’d waited my whole life for this.
Nothing and no one was going to stand in my way. From the moment Lux opened her mouth that night I wanted to be pissed at her, but with one outburst she’d given me everything I’d fucking dreamed of since I was a kid. He gave me the chance of a lifetime, despite his known reputation of sitting alone on his throne. There’s something about him that I’ve wanted since the moment I discovered him, but I vowed to push it aside. I knew from the first day that he’d never see me as more than a wannabe—an amateur. But I was determined to prove him wrong, even if that meant revisiting a past I’d long left behind.
Then he touched me, and since, nothing has been the same.
My entire life I’ve been cold, but that night a spark ignited between us and I’m starting to warm. He knows my deepest secrets. With every part of him I discover the further I fall. It could ruin everything I’ve been working for. I want him—the broken and the battered. The tug of war inside of me is strong.
One mistake could cost me everything, including the beautifully wicked man I’ve fallen in love with. Still, I’m willing to walk away in order to right my wrongs. But the part that scares me the most—it’s only the beginning of the spiral downward.
NOTE FROM THE AUTHOR: CAN BE READ PRIOR TO 'MARKED' THOUGH NOT RECOMMENDED TO GET THE FULL EFFECT OF THEIR STORY. VOLUME ONE MUST BE READ BEFORE VOLUME TWO.
love after war
Will lead into a spin-off series about the guys of Inked aKross The Skin
SHADOWS IN THE DARK BOOK FIVE
What’s done in love may end in war.
There is always someone worth going to battle for. Often after there is a brief moment of peace. A time to reflect. To love. To be thankful you survived. To stand at the fork and decide which way you’re going to go. Here we are. Together. We made it to the end. And though it was hard and blood was the sacrifice, we’re happy. Love changed us. And ours was wrapped and decorated with a pink bow. They call her the darling of darkness.
All hail the king.
Once an asshole always an asshole. Isn’t that how the saying goes? In my case, it’s true. Regardless of how much he loves me, Kross will always be Kross. First in line. Always in command. Ruler over his queen. Towering over his kingdom from his throne. He’s the monarch of it all—tattoos, weapons, the world. He’s lawless. Has no fear. And because he’s soulless, he’s well on his way to becoming the most powerful. I’m the one he wants by his side. What Kross wants, Kross gets.
My post-partum break is over. Despite my love for our daughter, I’m ready to come back to work. I have plans. I’m ready to spread my tattoo wings and fly. But the thing about peace—it rarely lasts. I may not be in a cage, but the leash will never come off. Once again, he’s making his move, and although he’ll win the war, I plan to win the battle. Kingdoms may fight, but we’re going to see how it ends when the war is fought between the king and the queen.