Fate Trace

Beck Wolffbrandt is not good for me-he's not good period. He is unhinged; without abandon. His darkness calls to the depraved parts of me, relieving me of all rational thought processes. I can't help but want all the things he thinks he can't offer me. My pursuit of him quickly morphs into a dangerous game I'm not sure either of us can win. I'm willing to risk everything to show him what we could be. Including my life. Contains mature themes.

They showed up when I had no one else, their motives totally obscure. Driven by my need for closure, I find myself inexplicably drawn to them. At the lowest point in my life, they offered me a twisted redemption: revenge. Having them around ignites conflicting emotions within me-familiarity intertwined with so much doubt-and they want nothing more than to keep me. They have the means to my end. But can I trust them? And can I allow myself to stay when their sins remain unspoken, threatening to tear everything apart again? Contains mature themes.

I thought being forced to start over in my career was the worst thing that could possibly happen to me. That is, until that same night when I met a stranger in a bar. He was only meant to be a distraction from my spiraling mental state. Little did I know, he would unintentionally set me on a new path in life-before I disappeared, at least. I left, immediately regretting that I didn't get his name and would probably never see him again. Less than a year later, my new mentor passed away, leaving me nervous about what the future held once more. And then I found out that his replacement-my new boss-is him. The guy. Kiernan Messor. My reason for turning to death work in the first place. I need to be professional, but I'm not sure how long I can keep my hands to myself. Even if it means that I'll risk losing my job. Again. Contains mature themes.