Forgotten Shadow Lords, 1
Adreanna
My world has always been myself and my twin sister in our gothic home at Sinner’s End near the graveyard beyond our small town. I’m the responsible one. She’s the party girl. But I know it's a bad idea when she drags me to Harken, the refurbished asylum-turned-dance club run by the most dangerous man in the city everyone is obsessed with.
I know, and I still go.
But I don’t walk away unscathed.
None of us do.
Mana
Forget-Me-Knot. That’s the reason people come to my club. To drink the demon aqua vitae on offer and release their cares on the pithy lives they live from sunrise until sunset.
The hours I spend strapped to a chair, filling vial after vial with my own blood to provide their entertainment, locked to this plane in a deal I should never have made. The endless torment I hate, until I meet her.
Adreanna.
The human I want to ruin with every strand that connects me to this realm. But she also has the power to shatter me—if she chooses to use it.
Kaleb
Taking the bartending job at Harken was a no-brainer. I needed the cash, and the night hours freed my time to live it up. But between the freaky AF owner of the asylum and the girl I can’t take my eyes off, I’m screwed before everything turns weird.
Before I end up in a twisted quartet where I don’t have to be touched to experience pleasure or pain.
I end up kneeling for a creature I don’t want to worship.
All for the girl I’ll give everything for…even when I discover a part of myself that’s more terrifying than all the monsters Harken has to offer.
Lethe
I don’t know where I came from. I don’t know my own name, only the one given me by Harken’s monstrous owner. But my purpose in this place is clear: protect the woman we all obsess over with my dying breath.
Let her come to no harm.
Give her every part of myself, even if it means tarnishing the purity inside me.
I am the opposite of all Harken stands for, but the moment I touch Adreanna something awakens inside me I cannot—and will not—control.
Even if it means twisting my purpose and making her mine, no matter the consequences.
And those can be deadly.
Bowen
This world will end by my hand. I’ve known it since I fell, but I am not the only Fallen in Harken. Pity the other doesn’t recognize his face in the mirror or know his own name.
I am the end, the delusion, and the never-ending darkness. All will come to know their fate through me.
Harken’s stones will fall silent. Blood will flow.
One will die.
One will live.
One will rise above all.
And she will reign.
Be Warned: anal sex, multiple partners, public exhibition, forced seduction, BDSM, m/m sex
Excerpt:
“Did I not do a good enough job last night?”
The voice in the corner of my room has a different kind of scream choking up my throat.
“Fucking asshole!” I yell, throwing my bedside lamp at Kaleb’s head.
He ducks without care, his gaze never leaving my form. His eyes darken before I realize I am naked. Ripping the sheet up, I cover my chest while continuing to glare at him.
“I came to see if you were okay,” he explains. “But this whole house smells of sex and cum, and I can’t fucking think straight.”
“And that is my problem, how?” I’m pissed at him for the omission I am just remembering, not matter how well he fucked me last night.
“I had the best sex of my life last night,” he says angrily. “My knees were weak for over an hour after pounding the best pussy I have ever eaten or fucked. And you fell asleep with a vibrator in your pussy.”
“Inside?”
“I let you sleep for an hour before I couldn’t stand it. I had to take it out.”
“So now you not only violate me while I am awake but asleep as well?”
Swinging my legs, I climb out of bed and move to the bathroom so I can finally brush my damn teeth. I leave the sheet behind, he’s already seen me naked after all, and I don’t have the mental capacity to care or argue with him right now. My entire life has been turned upside down in less than twenty-four fucking hours and I just need a moment of normal.
“Don’t walk away from me, Addi,” he growls behind me but I ignore him.
It only takes him a few seconds before he invades my space once more. I watch him from the corner of my eye. He is still the gorgeous man that swept me off my feet so easily, someone I wanted to get to know better, perhaps even build a life with. But now he is also the man that reminds me of a fucked-up deal I still don’t understand. One thing I am certain of is that Mana isn’t going to let either of us go.
“I need to know,” he says softly.
“Know what?” I ask after spitting out my toothpaste and starting to adjust the water flow and heat in the shower.
Turning me around, he grabs me by the throat and walks me into the shower until my back hits the tiles. A woosh of air leaves me. His grip is firm but not harsh or constricting. His glare on the other hand is deathly.
“I want to know why the woman I fucked like a goddamned animal was asleep with a vibrator inside her pussy three hours later.”
He is pissed off. Very. I wonder what he will do if I refuse to answer him. Where did that thought come from? All of this is so out of character for me it’s not even a little bit funny. I would never let any man touch me or talk to me like this. Much less degrade me and share me like Kaleb and Mana did last night. What the fuck is wrong with me right now?
Not that my thoughts change my actions. Instead of answering Kaleb, I shake my head.
“Did I not fuck you hard enough?” he roars punching the tile beside my head. I don’t even flinch. Somehow I know Kaleb won’t ever hurt me. Even when he’s like this. Fury rages within him. “Was what Mana did and what I did not enough to sate and satisfy you? Do you need more? Tell me now.”
His gaze is crazed as he scans my face for any kind of truth. After long moments he releases me, scrubbing his hand over his face.
“I can’t let you go,” he murmurs. “I’ve never been so obsessed about anything in my life but with you, it’s like a fucking disease. Even if I have to share you with Mana, I will keep you.”
A shudder works its way through me at the vehemence behind his words. He is both pained and determined and it’s the mixture that has me telling him the truth.
“I had a dream,” I say softly, still standing with my back against the wall. “You and Mana. Hands, cocks, lips. I woke up needy all over again even if I shouldn’t.”
“And now?” he asks, his voice low as he roves his ravenous gaze over me.
A whimper falls from lips unbidden as I rub my thighs together.
In the blink of an eye, Kaleb has me on my knees, his hands wrapped rashly in my hair. He pushes his soaking jeans down his hips to free his cock before prodding at my lips. Not for a single second do I ever contemplate pushing him away, fighting him, or saying no. I want this, I want him.
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