Böcker av Charisse Spiers

My life has been anything but a fairytale.From a drunk of a mother that didn't want me, to a much older boyfriend that exploited me, nothing about growing up has been easy. Abandoned and lonely more times than not, I sought attention in any way I could get it. It's said birds of the same feather flock together. I found companionship in my best friend Lux. Both of us living in Hell, we were determined to get out or die trying. Atlanta is where we found a home, and despite our many differences as adults, she'll always be my sister.Chaos started with a tattoo. A new shop came to town, and the owner has a rep most artists would kill for, me included. I knew my one dream would never be a reality for me. All I wanted was to carry a piece of ink that was created by him. Happy birthday to me. I had no idea that one tattoo would change everything for me. Dreams would come true. Nightmares would become reality. Irresponsibility would breed consequences. My world would turn dark.Hell has a way of finding you. Murder, crime, secrets-all things forced on me. But in the end, two broken people would fall in love, and sometimes a world of darkness is more beautiful than anything found in the light.Note: This is Shadows in the Dark books 1-2, Kross and Delta's story, compiled into one book. Kaston and Lux can be read in Marked, before or after this title, but for the best reading experience, read it first.

My jealous boyfriend was in town. After a playdate, he left the room. His phone started going off repeatedly. It seemed important, so I grabbed it.It was his wife, giving him a pregnancy announcement.I may date men with money, but I'm not that kind of girl. I had no idea he was married, and we've been dating for months. I haven't felt that degraded since my mom pimped me out to her dealer to cover her debt. I'm not the one to be played.So when my bestie begged me to get a tattoo with her, I agreed. This hot guy offered to do mine. I had no idea if he was even truly an artist since he was a client when we got there. I didn't care. I was out for vengeance, so I let him give me a tattoo of his choice.I never expected him to make it dirty, right there in the chair. I'll give my ex something to be jealous of. I have options.Little did I know, that guy was an ex cop turned assassin, and he's not letting me go.