Line Walkers

My pretty little Puppet dreamed of monsters and things that go bump in the night. She ached to forget about responsibilities and expectations long enough to let a faceless predator chase her through the woods. So I gave Peyton Everett everything she ever dreamed of. Once I hired her as my housekeeper, I brought her to the middle of nowhere to maintain my estate, and then I anonymously contacted her through the website she only visited when she was alone. I brought her monster to life and got her hooked on my special type of high. I showed her both sides of myself, as Lincoln Bryce, the recluse businessman, and as Dane, the dark and depraved monster she ran from in the dark and gave her body to in defeat. She just didn't know we were the same person. Would she ever be okay with both sides of me if she learned the truth? And would I let her go if she wasn't?

My pretty little Storm didn't want a knight in shining armor to save her from captivity. Which was good, because my reputation wasn't built on being prince-like to damsels in distress. No, it was built on being a psychotic menace who often played surgeon with my targets before I eliminated them. That was precisely what I did to the men who harmed Olivia Everett before I saved her from the Velvet Cage. I stalked them. I hunted them. And then I delivered their missing pieces to her on a silver platter. Piece by piece, I healed her brokenness with those souvenirs. But I had to do it quickly. Because Olivia was keeping a secret when I found her that night. The leader of the Velvet Cage took more than just her freedom from her. He took away her consent. And the consequences were growing in her belly. But as my pretty little Storm recovered in my dark penthouse, I made a vow to her. I'd spend the rest of my days protecting her. Keeping her. Loving her and her baby. However, would my desire to avenge her suffering ultimately return her to the dangers of the Velvet Cage? Contains mature content. A complete list of content warnings can be found on the author's website.