Trinity (Carlan)

Men ruin women. Especially men like Chase Davis. Good looking, intelligent, rich and powerful. I never stood a chance. I didn't want to want him. I didn't want to need him. I didn't want to fall for him. He wouldn't take no for an answer, and I let him consume me. Arrogant, confident, controlling, demanding…intense. When he entered my life, I was finally healing after having barely survived the men of my past. My soul sisters told me to take a chance. To let someone in. I let him in, and he surrounded me with a light so bright I was blinded by the truth...Men don't ruin women. They devour them in every way that counts. Warning: This book is designed for audiences 18+ due to language, graphic sexual content, and themes that some may find disturbing.

I'm a magnet for evil and controlling men. Chase, my big business tycoon and love of my life, thinks he can protect me…he can't. No one can. It became clear far too late how serious my stalker was, that his threats weren't idle. He proved more than once that he would do what it takes, that there were no stakes too high to his sick and twisted games and delusions of worship. We should have been better prepared. The roses, images, lingerie soaked in his seed, even his calling card written in blood didn't penetrate. I had faith that my love could make it go away, that eventually he'd be caught. I was wrong.

I was a dead woman. I'd finally had a glimpse of true love, admiration, and the kind of devotion only your soulmate, your other half, could provide…until it was physically ripped away. Taken. My stalker had me, and there was little hope I'd be found. I knew Chase would use all his money and resources to search the ends of the Earth for me, but I knew the monster I was dealing with. Years of looking into the eyes of pure evil gave me the unique experience to know that my situation was dire. If Chase didn't find me soon, I'd be gone forever.

Maria De La Torre is a survivor. Her life has not been paved with streets of gold…but with blood and sacrifice. She may have been there for her soul sister in the Trinity Trilogy but this story is about her life. The life she chooses. The same life someone from her past is trying to take away. Elijah is the last man in the entire world Maria should be with. He's a dark, gritty, lawless bounty hunter-the exact opposite of the man she loved and lost, the man who gave up everything for her. Only Elijah is not the type of guy to back down. He's used to getting what he wants and he's set his sights on the raven-haired seductress. Time is not on Maria and Elijah's side. There's a new threat to the soul sister, one Maria never thought she'd have to face again. And this time, the stakes are life and death. Maria quickly learns that the things she wants most in this lifetime may just be the things that have the power to destroy her.

Not many can say they were burned by fate. I'm the exception. Scalded figuratively, emotionally, and physically… I have the scars running down my arm, ribs, and side to prove it. The doctors have done what they can to heal me by smoothing the abraded skin using other parts of my body. But they can only do so much. Sometimes, what can't be seen can't be healed. The fire that night took more than a pound of flesh. It obliterated my talent, beauty, and most importantly, seared the connection I had with the man I loved. Sure, it was me who pushed him away, but I had my reasons. I did what any woman would do in my situation. I gave up everything so that one day he'd find happiness and peace. Now I've healed a bit on the outside, and on the inside, but I still crave the one I let go. To this day he looks at me with fire in his eyes, a heat so bright in his being he glows with it. I fear the light, the flames that could consume me whole. The problem now is, he's not mine anymore. I just may have waited too long to fight for him, for us, for a future together. There's only one thing I can do. Let fate decide.