Go ahead—underestimate me. “My patience is an illusion, and I don’t have to prove that you’re mine—you should already know.” The Ballerina His once formidable and unpredictable storm shifts with the turn of our relationship. I’ve noticed that I can put a stop to the darkness that the storm brings, but I haven’t managed to avoid the strike. The severity of the storm has impacted my life vastly, and I won’t walk out of it unscathed. He’s followed me as I’ve chased my dreams, but can he catch me when I fall? The Storm She’s used to keeping the world at bay, and she has kept her world exclusively to herself, but I won’t allow it any longer. Up until now I’ve lived a life for myself, but my situation has since changed, and her desirable ember has burnt a rift through me. Regardless of what has been thrown at us, I will promise her the stars. This novel contains mature themes, strong language, and sexual situations. It is intended for adult readers. **

Amplified emotional highs have been my downfall. I’ve lost parts of myself to the dark corners of my heart because of the damage others have inflicted. Whiskey might be able to ease the burn of one’s soul, but this time it might not be enough to survive. Instead of letting me wither in the cracks of my desiccated soul, he pushes me to appreciate the scars, instead of avoiding the bruises. I’ve had more than my share of sanctioned hell, and I am through living in a limbo between who I should be and who I am. I won’t allow myself to become a casualty of my own mind again. I am no longer carrying the obscurities of my life around with me when he chooses to stand and fight beside me. With him, I finally see what it means to be living. This novel contains mature themes, strong language, violent circumstances, and sexual situations. It is intended for adult readers.**

Clichéd sentiments of love are not my thing. Instead, I give into raw temptation and thrive on the physical aspects of what men have to offer. Unemotional, carnal connections are what I live for, and they seem to keep me in a blissfully naïve state. I’ve gone years with a different man in a different bed each night, but one glance from a ruminating stranger as he lifts my panties to his nose narrows my attraction from multiple men to only one. I’m not entirely sure how to process the thoughts and passions battling in my mind until he gives me no other choice…until I’m thrust into an unstable emotional high that I cannot seem to resist. His objective is to break me in and savor me as if I’m his favorite bottle of single malt whiskey. I’m well aware of my sensual dependencies. He’s unaware that his still exist. This novel contains mature themes, strong language, and sexual situations. It is intended for adult readers.**